Since my memory is foggy and left my notebook at home for our Chicago St. Patrick's day of afternoon boozing, I'll leave the full recap to Kyle. Basically we (and by we, Kyle gets the most credit for showing up an hour before me) opened up AliveOne and nearly shut it down. AliveOne is perfect on St. Paddie's day as it is practically right at the corner of Little Dublin at Diversey and Halsted, which is home to such Irish establishments as Durkins, Harrigans, Trinity, and Hidden Shamrock. We purposely avoid these places on this greatest of holidays and rely on the people watching of fights, break-ups, throwing up, and passing out. A large contingent of Chuck, Annie, Costello and his extremely inebriated posse, Selfy and his sister, and Carrie join us here. This led to too much to describe. The highlight of the EBONY team this evening was hitting up Trader Todd's (after we stopped at Matilda and Baby Atlas) and eventually getting to do a duet of "Hate to Say I Told You So" by The Hives. Kyle and I perfect our Howlin' Pelle impersonations and dominated the crowd. Fortunately we were able to document this on video in which will post here shortly. Kyle on his Hives high, tried to bring back the thunder by singing "Secret Garden" and he was eventually boo'ed off stage.
For a new game today, lets play guess who sent the text message on the all day drinking fest known as St. Patrick's day. The eligible pool is me, Franzen, Hall, Adam, and Costello:"dude. at most a move of human sacrifice"
'YinZ at alive one?"
"Shrimp fried rice...shrimp fried rice. moo shu pork...mo sho pork"
"Fuck you coich"
"You're mom"
"Roscoe village//-/cal you if rleabe i"
"Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"
"Still. Come out axl rose"
"Blow a penises"
