shy town, warm yourself up to me.

i, the little blogger that could, traversed the east part of the country to gain headway in the midwest. whilst abroad i found the chicago version of our sweatbox. it was crowded, it was sweaty, it was loud and people were drunk. i have also managed to hang out with some cool kids (dare i say some are cooler than us new yorkers? i feel we should adopt them, it isn't fair to let the second city up any cool antes), obtain frost bite, shovel snow (or at least witness a blizzard), almost get arrested at white hen and bogart the cd player at yet another party.

things i've noticed about chicago

- lack of dunkin donuts leads to the fuzz chillin at the white hen. but, as it turns out, the sweet guy at white hen don't like the five-oh and therefore sell us minors beer anyway.

- loud art rock bands can play loud shows in second floor walk-ups with out the cops coming... this doesn't happen in new york.

- pink eye is spreading there like it is here... fast.

- three word band names are still in.

- i mistakenly said that chicago was west of the mississippi. im apparently lost. i should've known though, no chesterfields here.

- stogs=squares.

- five in the morning is still fun here. just takes longer to get home.