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A week and a half ago, my car was towed from what I considered a legal spot. Someone else considered it legal, too, given that someone else was parked there when I left. In any event, it is Chicago at the end of the month, when towers are really looking for victims. I paid my $300 in tickets and fees, and went on my way.

This morning I was walking into work, and I saw a city towtruck hauling away a car, license plate T58 6810, I believe. It was parked in a metered spot, and the meter had 11 minutes remaining on it. It made me curious, and I tried to fight the cynicism that told me he was just making a quota. Maybe this car had some outstanding tickets or something? There were none under the wipers, but maybe he has some kind of a record. In any event, it causes me to hate driving all the more, though I need to do so in order to drop off my daughter at daycare each morning. It is definitely causing me to consider a hybrid.

Last night I was invited to see a great play, called “In Times of War.” Here’s the Chicago Reader listing. It wasn’t the heavy handed treatment of current events that the title suggests. It was an intriguing and rich examination of society: our roles in power, ethnic, gender, nationalistic and economic relations. Well worth seeing. Congratulations to David Alan Moore, the writer, and Ann Filmer, the director.