Television news anchors will be reciting Morton Salt‘s famed slogan “When it rains, it pours” ad nauseam tonight after a wall collapsed at a plant outside Chicago, spilling salt all over cars in an Acura dealership next door.
Within minutes, two separate delivery trucks carrying lemons and bottles of tequila crashed into that very same lot.
No one was injured, but many people were reportedly smashed.
Oh — hi there.
I was just brainstorming ways to describe how the UK Wildcats defeated the UCLA Bruins this afternoon in Chicago.
Actually, think about the Cows on Parade art installation that started in Chi-town back in 1999 and traveled the world. To date, it has raised close to $25 million for nonprofit organizations.
The horse statues currently on display around the city are also individually sponsored and beautifully decorated by local artists, and have been designed in the likeness of Chicago’s Mounted Patrol Unit horses. Each is named for a fallen police officer, and all monies raised will provide financial support to injured Chicago police officers and the families of those killed in the line of duty.
I hope Lexington, Kentucky is on the national tour because these beauties would be right at home in the Bluegrass State.
Am I right, #BBN?
Have you ever noticed that a hotel may have anywhere from three to six elevators, but only one or two appears to be working?
It drives me crazy…especially at check-out when foot traffic is at its peak (and you stand there waiting).
My stay this weekend at the Swissotel in Chicago was completely different.
A computer quickly determines which elevator car you will ride in (in this case, A through F) and indicates it in the blue field.
When that elevator’s door opens, you see your floor — and that of other passengers — listed on the side panel.
And off you go.
During my overnight stay in Chicago, I rode the elevator several times between my room, the conference center and the lobby…and I was in at least four of the six available elevator cars.
Writing a daily blog isn’t always easy.
Sometimes there’s not enough time in the day. Often there’s loads of time, but no ideas rolling around inside my head.
Today was the latter.
But just when my thoughts were beginning to jell, movie critic Richard Roeper posted this photo to his Twitter feed:
I had such a sugar rush, I might as well have really eaten them.
They are from Do Rite Donuts in Chicago. Guess where I’m headed next time I blow into town?
Don’t you just hate getting the go around?
That’s right — the ‘go around.’
My flight from Chicago got one from air traffic control as we neared LaGuardia tonight.
As we appeared to leave the city, he explained that we received the ‘go around’ order because an aircraft was taking off on the same runway.
So we entered a holding pattern and landed about 20 minutes later.
Obviously we were very lucky, and I doubt anyone on the plane minded the slight delay.
But I’ll miss my stomach.