I received a package at my office earlier this week. The contents were wrapped in bubble wrap. Everyone loves bubble wrap. Those little air pockets are so much fun to pop. I realized something new about bubble wrap today. If you run your hand over it before you set about popping every one of the little bubbles, it's kinda like feeling hundreds of tiny little boobies all at once.
As I was waiting for the train home this afternoon at the Monroe stop around 5pm, there were some panhandlers playing music when I walked in. Three guys. One with a guitar, one with a little egg shaped shaker and the third with a kick ass voice. In fact, they all had great voices and were obviously well rehearsed as they were hitting some pretty flawless three part harmony. I was impressed and delighted that this was the way I got to end my Friday. I walked over and threw a couple bucks in their hat. I almost let a train pass so that I could stay and listen a little longer. Almost.