Chicago is awesome.
OR
it may be the people I have been fortunate enough to be introduced to.
Funny how good people can make or break just about anything, rainy day or not.
So last night's entertainment was provided by the empty bottle, tequilla and FOG. This Mpls band didn't sound the way I thought they would and JH appropriately likened them to the dismemberment plan years ago.
The tequilla however, was awesome and the brick walls and photo booth were the missing puzzle pieces found under the edge of the couch just in time to complete the picture before grandma has to go to bed.
Picture Puuurfect. (thank you miss princess boom boom, you helped too.)
And thank you Jill for the delicious margarita, (I recommend you all try soda instead of sour next time you're feeling like a fiesta.) And thank you JR for being the perfect balance of a man. And thank you Miles for your hair and your glasses and your boots and your ripped jeans and your white t-shirt and you're good nature...
Not everyone can handle a modern art sculpture spontaniously appearing on their bed.
Oh, and thank you JH. (alot alot alot alot. for too many things.)