I decided that what Chicago needs is more outdoor food vendors. Shit, you walk around in New York and on every corner there's some dude in a cart trying to sell you some falafel. The closest thing we have to that here is the guys off the Austin Eisenhower exit selling stale peanuts, and that's just unacceptable. I need to get the Daley machine on this ASAP. The guy was able to fucking bulldoze an entire airport without anyone knowing about it, so I figure it wouldn't be too hard for him to make it a little easier for a girl to get a quick chili cheese dog in this city.
This city also needs more of me, writing shit on the bathroom walls in all the bars I go to. I need to remember to take a sharpie with me in my purse whenever I go out. I could graffitti stuff like "Stark wuz here" and etc. That would be pretty dope.
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