For all those Chicagoans who get their knickers in a twist about the "Windy City" not really being windy (because the descriptor originally stems from a reference to their shady politicians being "full of hot air"-- and, by the way, WHY would that be something to BRAG about?!?), try spending the day on the 20th floor of my office. Not only was I freaking motion sick all day because of the swaying-- yes, swaying, of the building, the constant creaking and groaning coming from the high rise due to the stress caused by the WIND was enough to instigate a near aneurysm. So to all you high-and-mighties who are convinced that this city ain't any windier than any other city in the world: BITE ME.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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