In a piece I wrote that a guy that looks a lot like this guy didn't take for this show I referred to another Midwest city as practically sweating testosterone (1).
I was reminded of this line this evening sitting at the bar of a nearby brew pub having a couple of beers and a burger. There's a motorcycle race in town and the city is swarming with fans and crew members and the rest.
One of the three guys sitting near me ordered a beer and asked for a slice of orange.
"Fruit in your beer?" the guy's friend said. "Don't do that. It's gay."
The guy sitting on my other side looked at me. I paused and then said, "Please. Even we don't do that."
1. I still love this piece...I also referred to the Tribune Tower as the loud guy at the end of the bar.