The fog we experienced yesterday in Iowa had moseyed its way to Illinois, extending the feeling of Sunday into Monday.
I don't mind working on holidays. It's like improvising about working.
There's no hurry.
The roads are open.
There's usually special programming on the radio.
I brought an envelope to Elgin.
I brought an envelope to Oak Brook.
I got off early and taught an improv class at The Annoyance.
Now I'm having a beer.
Soon Lauren will be home.