i was going to wish you a Happy Pulaski Day.

but then, i walked over to the library on my way home from the El, even though my legs were killing me from lifting weights at the gym yesterday (hey, gotta start somewhere). i arrived at said public library, darkened and shuttered, and found a notice on the door that says they are closed in observance of Pulaski Day.

damn you, little local holiday that's cute and fun to celebrate, right up until it inconveniences me in some way. i would try to get mad at you, but as SisterCat pointed out on her first visit to chicago, your name is just so fun to say.

pulaski.