grghhh, saturday night

di and i decided to go down to symphony center to see tortoise play live accompaniment to 'nosferatu' the silent film. we thought "it would be easy to take the train, let's take the EL and be responsible and have fun and not drive, etc."

we left the house at 5:45 or so. stopped at a new deli near the purple line noyes stop. got sandwiches. very good.

got onto the el platform at 6:35pm. there were already a lot of people, meaning the train hadn't come for a while. mat called to see if we were going. he and sue were just getting onto a metra train in hyde park, and we agreed to meet at the theater. the train came about ten minutes later. we rode down to howard street where we had to transfer trains to the red line. we waited quite a while after getting on the red line train. eventually we started moving, and then found that the route was changed onto the brown line tracks. mat called to say they had seats in the back row of the floor of the theater. we were still near lawrence ave.

we got off the train down by the art institute, and arrived at the theater at 8pm, about 45 minutes later than expected. there was a huge crowd outside, and they weren't letting anyone else into the theater.

di and i gave up, and walked north along michigan avenue (from 200 south) to chicago ave, where we turned west and walked to the brown line stop at chicago and franklin. again, very crowded platform, but the train came soon enough. thankfully, it was our red line train, which confused a number of the folks on the brown line platform.

long slow ride back north, transfer at howard, get off at noyes at 9:40pm. try to get gelato at the linz & vail by the train, but they have closed at 9:30. we jumped into the car and drove to the linz & vail by our house, which was still open until 10pm, thank fucking baby jesus, they were open, and finally something went right tonight. of course, they didn't have regular cones. ha.

we sat and ate our gelati in the cool fall dark.

back on our street, the cops were out and a large number of teens were in the street, milling, shouting, running. apparently there was a party, until the cops figured out which house it was.

i sat on my front step and watched the neighborhod for an hour, pictuing how we'll go about tearing out the floor of the 1st floor bathroom.

drinking orange juice, going to bed.