Just read an article on chicagoist about local bars that made the 125 Places to Get a Beer Before You Die list. And I have been to 3, drunk the product of a 4th. I shouldn't be as pleased as I am. But blame Kallisti.
It was almost as satisfying as getting a little snotty with some punk trying to hit on me with his vast Chicago knowledge. Talking about he works in Chicago every summer, when he means Evanston (it's close but NO cigar). How suburban of him. Then he bragged about going drinking in "Cubbyville". To which I had to ask, "And where is that?" He meant Wrigleyville (which is not my favorite place to go drinking, unless you WANT to get felt up by a frat boy). I couldn't resist calling him out on his stuff because he was just so pleased with himself.
I miss the city and hope to get back for Mayfest and a Cubs game in a month or so. Because nothing beats Chicago in the summer!
on Pandora: "New Genious" - Gorillaz
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