Today's OneWord: Windy

It was another windy day in the famous Windy City, and all the Cubs were waiting for the "L" train to take them back to their little personal pockets of space and narrow square feet, where their belongings were tucked into corners and kept dry. Meanwhile, I sat beneath a street lamp and listened to a street musicians mutilate a classic on a beat up tenor saxophone. At least he had heart, I guess.