Yesterday I felt like doing Detroit stuff. I woke up early. A friend had to go to court. I tagged along. 36 District isn't a fun place. You wait in line to wait in line. There's a guy at the door when you first walk in. He's LOUD. He's tall. He's HUGE. It's his job to say "If you have a cell phone with a camera it's not allowed in, If you have a purse or briefcase make sure you get a sticker. Gentlemen please remove your belts. No lighters allowed in the building." He repeated it over and over again. He kept that line in line. You didn't want to mess with him. He looked really mean. Once you get in you have to wait again. You go to the courtroom and wait again. You wait and wait and wait. 3 hours later without the judge ever showing his face...we were done. Time to wait in another line to check out. So many people in that building-I couldn't believe it. We saw prostitutes (come on you know what they look like) We saw the homeless. What a place for people watching. It was fun.
After court my friend had to get back to work. I decided to say downtown and do some Detroit stuff. I had my fishing stuff in the trunk. I went fishing. Got bored. Went to Better Made Potato Chips on Gratiot. OH GOD does that place smell good! Not open on Mondays for customers. DAMN! Faygo was down the street so I stopped there. The public isn't allowed to shop there. The truck driver guy told me "every party store or grocery store in the area sells Faygo." How rude! I knew that already. I wanted to buy my Faygo from the source. I thought it might taste different. I'll never know.
I didn't know what else to do. The Eastern Market was close by but window shopping didn't sound like fun and my money was low. You just can't go to the Eastern Market and not spend at least $100.
I went home.
