Triple Word Score Takes On Bucktown

TKTC, Everyone Loves a Boston Girl (Susie) & D-Blogged at Pint.

Normally Sundays are pretty exhausting days around these parts. I tend to slouch on my tap-tapping over the weekend and love to overbook so by the time the summary post sneaks up and smacks me on the ass, I have a lot of recapping to do. And it's tiring for you loves because then there is a solid wall of text and, seriously, I know you just sit there, sigh and read the first and last sentence of each paragraph...maybe look at the pictures. It's cool, I'm with you.

I had a point and now I can't remember where I left it. I need a Clapper- I feel like I lose my point all the time (now laughing at mental picture of self, clapping randomly to punctuate already diluted babbling). Aha- this weekend was more jammed with fun than the normal so I am separating blog posts and working backwards. And because I'm just too amused, I will begin with Part 2 of the Beers and Blogs post of Thursday evening fame.

Everyone Loves A Boston Girl was still in town and since we had such fun on Thursday, we figured a reunion was definitely in order. I am also really lucky that Beth and Adam didn't mind sharing their visitor with her internet friend! They decided to hit up Bob San for dinner which, at 40 paces from my front gate, put them at extra close personal proximity to several bottles of wine that have been accumulating in my apartment during this training/ sober friends cycle. I scampered around to clean the place up a spot and they found it!Susie and Beth hanging out in my living room. I wasn't joking about wine...while Adam had zinfandel and a great time with the HC, we three girls decided to pop open champagne (Thanks Dave & Lisa!) because who doesn't love a special occasion? And then promptly started refilling our champagne glasses with sauv. blanc. At this point we all have a delicious buzz going. Conversation does not stop. We're talking interior design, restaurants, family, movies and music for close to two hours. Adam got us all listening to VHS or Beta, I had everyone listening to The Changes (still giddy from a great show Friday), Susie was talking Band of Horses and Beth was relishing her position as resident birthday girl and WEBoggle wizard (Now that I've been taught, I am in a stellar amount of trouble mid-busy season).

Eventually we decide to get ourselves out into a milder Wicker Park winter night. Susie and I had both been texting with D during the day to figure out our little blogger hat trick and were thrilled when he was a complete gentleman, agreeing to meet us at Pint when he was finished at Barleycorn (hahahha-he explains this here).

In the meantime, the four of us were in no position to stay out of trouble. I had never been to Pint. I walked into Pint and answered a question I've been asking for 2.5 years. Where have all the tall guys gone? Pint. They're at Pint. Pint Pint Pint. Not only that, but we'd been standing for maybe 5 minutes when a guy turns around and hands Susie and I shots. Apparently they were from his friend and wanted to make sure we got them and came back to say hello. Both guys were very nice and we chatted with them for a bit. Also got handed a second shot by Adam in addition to my Blue Moon. I could not tell you the last time I had a shot, let alone two. On top of wine and champagne. On my third night out in a row.

Susie and I decide we need to take a lap and are on the lookout for the guy we really came to see. So now the two of us are teetering around the second balcony, playing Where's Waldo for the XY member of our trio. There he is!

On Thursday I said it was really funny to talk with people you know well but haven't technically met. Last night just wrote that fact on the wall in slurred cursive marker. D had been in the door for all of about 5 minutes when he starts getting peppered with questions. We're all pretty public by comparison and thus leave some discretionary blank spots in our online lives. Who's this? When was that? What was that restaurant again? With both D and Susie, it felt a little like cracking open a book I'd been enjoying, only to find a way to interview the characters.

And it was, in fact, a blast. Three people who appear to go waaay back having a dance party come Q&A session in a commandeered private booth until the lights came on. We were the last ones shuffled out into the morning and parted ways. Can't be sad though. I'll be in Boston in March to take over Susie's city (funny that our siblings live in each other's towns) and will just have to keep up our reps at Pint for both of us. As for D- I finally have a friend in my neighborhood and a smart guy to boot! He also owns a camera and knows how to use it, for better or worse covering our shenanigans with with a good flash and his friendly Newcastle:

This is my "I'm bout to tell you a story" face. Susie and Adam getting hilarious.This one probably covers last night the best. Insert D doing more of the same, only he was clearly behind the camera.

Chicago TwentySomething bloggers are going to do a happy hour. Let me know if you're in. Based on this weekend, I'm going to highly recommend it.