Not that I’m a college student or anything, but you’re pretty much guaranteed a designated driver if I show up. Or something.
Seatbelts everyone! : pokes chique:
P.S. Gazelle… riding lno ROCKS! I mean, riding with lno, because I, of course, wouldn’t know… Nevermind. Anyway, you’ll stop at Popeye’s, you’ll sing, you’ll laugh, you scream CONVOY!!! at odd moments… You’ll have fun. Go.
I’ve already had my plans to attend my first ChiDope thwarted by a now almost 2 year old girlquake, but I shall simply ducktape her to my chest and try like hell to appear at this one. I have to lord my godlike 7-7 fantasy football record over ShibbOleth, unless him and Gundy are a too busy “huddling” (is that what the kids call it these days?) in their corner, in which case, I’ll bring my digital video camera. Dopers gone wild indeed.
I don’t think HOTM is a good spot at all. We should have someplace where we can mingle and talk, not a place where we’re shoe-horned with music and singing and talk so loud that you can’t hear yourself think. If you want to do Howl, do it as a thursday night early-bird event.
OK, I’m in. Chicago’s been missing me (at least that’s what I’m telling myself) I was in NYC for a mere 43 minutes before being declared the coolest white boy in new york city, by some stranger walking by. I’m not sure what I did to deserve such kudos, but let’s hope Chi-town treats me equally as well