Brian Goes Home For the Weekend

I went home this weekend for my sister's graduation. I had to drive back the car and along the way decided to stop for KFC. In Gary Indiana. The KFC was literally carved out of a truck stop. They had this poster on the wall.

It's hard to read because I took it with my camera phone. But it says on top "Goals to Pass Health + Safety." Then there is a bar graph with drumsticks tracking their progress. If they reach there goal they get a pizza party. On the bottom it reads "We Can Do It". Isn't that refreshing, if the KFC I'm eating at passes their health and safety inspecting they get a pizza party. Does that mean that they aren't passing it right now?

I then spent the next 36 hours gorging food and drinking good beer.

I have zero foresight. I didn't really plan on how I was going to get back to Chicago, because I had to leave the car at home. Part of being in college is living below the poverty line and embracing it. I don't need to buy Ramen and drink Steel Reserve, but I do because I enjoying living like a true undergrad. So I took the Greyhound Bus back to Chicago. Greyhound is trying to remodel their image. It isn't working.

Ann Arbor Bus Depot

Right before we left to drive me to the bus depot a supercell ripped through Bloomfield Hills. I knocked out power and toppled trees. Every road had trees down and the 30 foot pine in our neighbors yard was completely uprooted. I was really pretty scary, there were trees over all of the roads, on cars, and on houses. It reminded my sister of the time when she had her drivers permit and we were on the highway when there was as downpour. All the cars were pulling off to the side of the road and my sister slows down to 50 and my dad goes "DON'T STOP!" and made her speed back up.

As soon as I got to the bus stop I put on my Ipod, and immediately this track came on.



At least my Ipod has a since of humor. The Bus was on time though, and the bus driver was smoking a pipe. I got to see downtown Jackson, and Kalamazoo and spend 15 minutes at a rest area in northern Indiana. I bought a copy of USA Today in Jackson so I could do the crossword on the bus. But I realized that the only pencil I had wasn't sharpened. Yes, I was that guy using the file on a pair of fingernail clippers to sharpen a pencil on a Greyhound bus. By the time I got it to write the sun had gone down, and the interior lights didn't work. So, I spent the entire time thinking of scenarios where the bus driver went down/was arrested, and I had to drive the bus the rest of the way to Chicago. When I finally got to Chicago I had to walk a half mile in the rain to the Brown Line. 20 minutes and one transfer later, I was walking down my street towards my house. The entire trip took 8 hours.