to the Masquerade, I just was too tired.

empty streets early in the morning

Starting at the usual time – I felt like

the wheels of the bus go round and round

which might be the Chicago equivalent of the “Tiny Bang Story” game.

And, if you wanted a complete bit of insanity – there was this –

populated by kids of all ages

and continually under revision.

little balls – no water, no Aeslin mice

The end result of which was by the time I was done at 1930, I was done. The thought of staying for the Masquerade just was not appealing. By far better was the thought of getting a real meal by stopping somewhere along the walk back to Ms Sopranos place.