Apparently some dude decided to jump in front of a southbound train this morning, so all metra traffic on my route is diverted to one lane. The northbound trains can’t go until the track is cleared of all southbound traffic… which means that northbound traffic has been suspended indefinitely.
I called a cab to get me to the old Milwaukee Road line. I’m wondering how getting home tonight is going to be, but I guess I’ll cross that bridge when I find it.
FUN!!!!!!!

I don’t ever remember a winter that has pissed me off as much as this one has. I swear. It snows like hell. It gets warm enough to melt everything to puddles. It freezes up. It gets bitterly cold. It snows another avalanche. Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
Last night I was trapped in Lake Forest for what seems like the twentieth time in three weeks. I didn’t get home until 9:45pm last night. I went straight to bed and got up …

Ahh… another spot of tea before the early morning workout.
So I didn’t get home early as planned. When last I wrote, I was about to board the 3:24 train to Chicago. That was so crazy packed, me and a commuting buddy, Griff, decided to drop back for a bit to The Lantern, which is the closest bar to the Lake Forest train station. There we enjoyed a couple of whiskeys on the rocks (I took up Maker’s Mark). We then tried the 4:24 train.
That lasted until …

With all the snow/freezing rain/sleet we’re getting buried by, Grainger let everyone go at 2pm. It’s 3pm now and I’m at the Metra station waiting for a train to come and take me away… so I can shovel.

Why do I love Chicago, again? Oh yeah… the food… the food….

So my train pulled into the station on-time, but it didn’t move. Then the power went out.
Now, 25 minutes after pulling into my station this morning, we’re moving again.
This is going to cut into my workout time. It’s like the CTA wants me to be a fatass. You Rat Bastards!!!!

The 6pm bus showed up at 7pm. The train was nice enough to show up just late enough to be truly annoying, but not late enough to dare running to The Lantern for a beer and a bite to eat while waiting for the train.

The roads are horrible. It’s snowing just as fast as the large Bobcats in the Grange’s parking lot can plow it, and the weather reports call for this all throughout the weekend. FUN!
So no Rambo tonight. No Merle’s. At least I’m …

After a long day, I’m on the way-late 8:20 train out of Lake Forest, but I’m stuck here for a half-hour.

With this winter Storm Warning… the doors are blowing open and there’s spooky creaking sounds. If I was Scooby, I’d want a Scooby Snack and a ticket out of this place.

Most people never see the inside of the Grange’s HQ, but with the insanely tall columns, fauna, waterfall and glass ceiling, it kinda looks like the Hall of Justice, if you’re at all familiar with the Superfriends.
BTW, I’m just waiting for my shuttle to the train, which seems to be running a tad late this evening. Normally the bus driver hangs out and takes a nap in the parking lot until our anointed time.