Here is a picture of a guy carrying his bike up a bunch of stairs at the North Hall Parking Ramp.Tonight was great, but by being so great, it meant that I had so much fun that I didn't leave myself much time to blog.
We went to someplace called Rick's for supper club. I had never been there before. It didn't have much ambiance, but it was okay in other ways. My friend K. texted me and told me that she and some other girls were at my beautiful friend S.'s house hanging out in the backyard and asked me if I wanted to stop by after I ate.
It was just starting to thunder when I got there. We moved the table and chairs into the garage, lit a bunch of candles and watched the rain, all safe in our shelter. My friend S.'s friend came over. He was so brave to hang out with a bunch of loud bawdy dames, and he not only held his own, but told some amazing stories. Very impressive. He was from the Southside of Chicago just like me, so I know he came by his shit talking honestly. Lord knows, I love a good story teller.
Tonight was one of those nights that just happened without any planning, and even though all that rain could mean very bad things for us in Iowa, we still respected the storm for its power and appreciated its beauty.
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There's something particularly satisfying about being sat in a garage or shed staring out at the rain. I think it's some sort of primitive cave-man instinct coming out. Makes me feel good anyway.
Hope the rain isn't a bad portent for you guys
Churlita,
Unplanned good times in the rain are second only to romance in the snow!
Walking to work in the rain this AM.
Folks think I'm nuts: folks are so smart.
rel
Partying in the garage is always a good time. I used to throw garage parties back a decade ago.
I have a friend originally from the South Side as well. She tells a lot of really good stories and I know they are the truth without a doubt.
Sounds very nice. I love a good dummer rainstorm! Don't even think about the flooding, and it won't get worse.
Too bad that guy didn't ride his bike down the stairs. Might have made for another interesting photo.
We miss spectacular rain and lightning storms but thanks to high speed internet and digital photography - wheee! - we already got pictures. Not the same as being there, but not bad, either.
I love unplanned good times. It always seems when I try to plan good times they go right down the drain.
I love nights without a plan but they turn out fun without one.
I like that photo.
I meant SUMMER, btw. Can't type.
Mr Atrocity,
That's totally what it was. We were THIS close to drawing on the walls too.
Rel,
I walk to work in the rain almost all the time since it's been storming so much the last few months.
Evil-E,
Garage parties are the best.
Poptart,
I'm trying really hard not to think about the flooding, believe me.
DMarks,'
It might have been to gory for the likes of my blog.
Booda Baby,
But you miss the smell of it. I love that smell.
Susan,
I know. It's because there's too much pressure when you plan it.
Tara,
Thanks. It's kind of vertigo inducing, don't you think?
*sigh* I love thunderstorms.
I can totally imagine you all in that garage just laughing and watching the rain. Sounds wonderful to me.
I was so busy today I didn't get to read your post! It sounds like a great evening. I hope I can make some friends in my new place and do something similar (though I donh't think anyone has a garage on my street).
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