Yes, I almost had him convinced to go on the CTA elevated train with me up to the No Exit. At least, I thought I had him convinced. All I got was a sign language of his. No talking. He did come with me as far as the stairs leading up to the tracks, but before we were on the second or third step he split and was gone again.

That would've been a great story for this thread---the ride up to my gig----but it never happened.

Art