martinimade

Let's say you're in Chicago and you're rattling along on the El
And the one who rides beside you is a stranger to herself
Nobody knows her own heart
You might have been introduced but you drifted apart
You're a long way from where you belong unaware

-- Rhett Miller, "The El"

Quick explanation: there is no hidden meaning behind this other than it was the first song about Chicago that popped into my head. And speaking of the Windy City, I will indeed be reading in a bar there as part of the Bookslut Reading Series on Jan. 24. And, yes, that does mean that I went to Austin in August and Chicago in January. You are correct. I am not that smart.