I suddenly felt a cold tingle as I cranked her engine. We pulled out of the parking spot and drove up to the John Wagner stoplight. The first light of the morning drive is always red and turns green when Betty triggers the sensors. This gives Wags enough time to climb in. It turns green quickly as he is shutting the door. I'm pulling thru the intersection before he can put his seatbelt on, but since he's an angel he doesn't need one.
I'm driving towards 1st Avenue on 31st street. The light is green, but I'm a quarter of a mile away and won't make it. It turned red, but as I approach it turned back green and I rolled right through laughing with Wags. I got another heavenly tingle and ask my deceased friend how the hell he pulled that off.
I caught every green light through Brookfield and LaGrange Park until I reached Mannheim Road. The light was red at Mannheim and I looked over to the empty passenger seat and shook my head at Wags. Mannheim Road is the Mason/Dixon line for the Shepley/Bergmann divorce. John Wagner was always a huge support during the decline of my marriage. The symbolism of a red light at Mannheim is strong.
The light turned green as did every light on the way out to work. I pulled into the parking garage and all the speed bumps were shaved off... they were there yesterday when I left. I pointed out to Betty the Green Blazer that the bumps that rattled her carriage are gone.
What is the symbolism of removing the speed bumps?
I thought about taking a closer parking space, but decided to stay where Betty felt comfortable. She has left a nice oil spot in her spot and likes the location.
Green lights and Speed Bumps... I'm not sure if they mean anything, but I'm going to take it as a good sign from heaven above. Every guy walking into the trading room after me pointed out the removal of the speed bumps. It's the highlight of the day.
The conversation in the office will be speed bumps and Taylor Swift's new album. Rolling Stone Magazine is already calling it a classic. Totally, OMG going to listen to it this afternoon.... NOT!
.... it's not a GoldBond Day, but Indian Summer arrives briefly this weekend in Chicagoland. Today is the last sunset after six o'clock until early next spring. The third LaNina in a row is setting up the Midwest with an above average snowfall. I'll take a blizzard over a hurricane and the chance of frost bite over flesh eating bacteria any day.
GO TEAM!!!
