As we headed out of the Chicagoist offices yesterday to meet up with some of our fellow colleagues who had already left the office for the day, we were a little hesitant to jump on the CTA given the morning's snafu (power outage, missing rail, possible suicide?).

However, our spirits were strangely lifted by the existential queries on this ever-so-helpful CTA sign. We, too, have asked ourselves these very same questions. If anyone can get some *real* answers (or get a citizen's advisory board to help Frank Kruesi and Carole Brown out), we'd love to get on board. Literally.