From the website: Journey to the End of the Night is a race through city streets. You will try to make it to six checkpoints as fast as you can, while avoiding being caught by chasers. Those who are caught will become chasers themselves, rising to pursue their former friends and allies. [more inside]
Turns out my Friday (this Friday, April 15th) is open, and though I'd like to check out jtron's show at Late Bar, there's zero chance of me doing that if I have the chance to go home and sit on my couch first. So: pizza party beforehand! There's a Giordano's half a mile south on Milwaukee though I'm open to other suggestions. Anyone interested?
Awesome karaoke. Cheap drinks. What more do you need to know? [more inside]
6pm. Bring Kleenex or comparably soft facial tissue.
Your benevolent dic-taters (me, baxter_ilion, booknerd, Ijon Tichy) have decided that what we need in Chicago is a book club. A good one. [more inside]
I missed you guys and I want pizza, beer, and karaoke. [more inside]
So, folks, are we meeting up on January the 5th at the Goat, or will we all be a) too cold; b) too out of town; c) too tired from skiing; d) too emptied of holiday cheer to give it a try?
The $7.50 PB&J at Boiler Room comes with a sprawling slice of dank pizza, a PBR tallboy, and a shot of Jameson. Do I really need to write anything else? [more inside]
Chicago's Metafilter community clearly has the mental maturity of a gaggle of wisecracking third graders who have unwisely been allowed to purchase and consume alcohol. Thusly, I propose we gather to partake in that gloried cynosure of the schoolyard: DODGEBALL. [more inside]