Walked down to the Red Line, saw a young woman playing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" on violin. She reminded me of people I'd gone to college with -- about my age, stocky, self-spiking short hair. Dressed in pseudo-concert apparrel (black shirt, grey pants, nice flat shoes). There was a train in the station when I got down the stairs, but I stayed to listen and give her a dollar (plus it was super-packed, so it probably wouldn't have been worth the effort anyway). She was on her third piece when the next train came. Almost everyone gave her a dollar, which made me happy.
Coming in to work I saw they were putting down rectangles of grass on the lawn of my building. So bizarre. They'd cleared the lawn to dirt yesterday, but I just assumed they were gonna superseed it.