Achtung! Chicagotonians

Drinking some old styles. Don't hold out much hope for apartment finding. Stuff rents before it's posted or I don't get any responses to my calls. Wouldn't mind staying/still need to move somewhere but not desperate to live in Chicago and not willing to compromise on stuff ($, roommate, arterial/major intersection, big building, etc.) that could lead to it. Feels like a recovery mission at this point, barring a miracle. Plenty of weird interactions to cherish in any case.
 
We ate our last Lou Malnati's pizza from the freezer last night and now I'm sad. Oh wait! I can just order more!
And for anyone that read my tincture thread, yes, I am on a diet but I was craving it. So sue me.
 
Bustonians, how does a noob know where their bus is going to be at a big station like JP?

They don't always arrive in the same order so, it's always different. Just remember to get on the one with the big panda sticker on it. Never get on the one with a koala.
 
Bustonians, how does a noob know where their bus is going to be at a big station like JP?

You can use the text-o-Rama thing on the bus stop sign that gives you sometimes accurate and sometimes useless info about the bus’ next arrival time. It’s a “text this code to 444WHERESTHEFUCKINGBUS” thing.

The bus at Jeff Park is difficult because you can’t do the normal bus summoning ritual of walking into the street and staring longingly in the direction the bus should be coming from.

In general, you can’t really know about the bus. And since Covid it’s a real crap shoot.
 
In general, you can’t really know about the bus.
buses may appear to our eyes to be relatively large vehicles, but it turns out in reality they're actually small enough objects that waveparticle duality, and the uncertainty principles that come along with it, apply
 
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