Goat Song : Chicago is the story of a year in the life of a group of mefites who abandoned their one-bedroom apartments in Chicago to live under Michigan Avenue raise Billy Goats. In poetic, reverent detail, EvilSpork talks of our ancient relationship to the land and our gradual alienation from the Billy Goats that feed us. His fascinating account traces his journey of the choosing of the billy goat, and learning how to breed, brew, and curse the cubs with them. [more inside]
As the trickster sprite eamondaly threw me out of a cab last night, he rather cheerfully noted "See you next week!" which, of course, is true. Next week is the April Goatening. You should come.
Assuming we all make it through to the other side of the holidays, the First Wednesday of the Month (and, indeed, of the new year itself) is January 2. Join us at the Goat for tinybeers and random whiskeys and sandwiches of various types topped with fried eggs.
Same Goat time, same Goat location. We will also honor the closing of the Bizarro Goat. And THAT is why, you DON'T OFFER FRIES.
So, Wednesday is April 4th, the first Wednesday in April. Shall we meet at the Goat as per usual?
So, next Wednesday is March 2, which means your friendly neighborhood TINCC* requests the honor of your presence at the Billy Goat Tavern under Michigan Avenue. [more inside]
The Monthly Drunkening approaches. On the one hand, there will be no reporters or random gawkers. On the other, we will be responsible for our own sizzle. I think we can handle it.
As I am not witty, and have decided to just POST THIS ALREADY. October Meetup. The Goat. You know what's what. [more inside]
You know it'll be at the Billy Goat and that there will be tiny beers, Horny Goats, and cheeseborgers. But will we end up at karaoke? Will elusive newbies show up? Will I be incredibly hungover the next day? The mystery cannot be solved unless you attend! [more inside]