i learned something important wednesday night: goths come out to play on michigan ave at sundown. in the middle of an otherwise very yuppie evening night of meeting mb downtown for a picnic at the free grant park music festival, we found two sad little goths huddling in a little corner of the front garden of the art institute. on the way to dominick's on roosevelt after the concert, a whole goth-gaggle was straggling its way over the bridge. maybe they were on their way to meet the first two sad little goths - i don't know, i can only imagine they all know each other - but i was left with the impression that michigan avenue is a special place for people with spike collars and white face paint.
in other notes, what is it with these people who have never heard of pontoon boats?? i found another besides my chicago-native co-worker, this one a philosophy grad student that mb and i swim with. on trying to explain my fun-filled weekend of floating around on mb's parents' party barge, our philosophical friend asked "so, can you... live... on these... pon-toon boats? at least when i explained that they were basically floating boxes with gerbils for motors, he managed to conclude, "so, i guess you bring lots of beer, then?"
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