Obligatory Chicago 2011 Blog
Another meetup in the bag. It was an interesting one as always.
I was riding the moody motorcycle a bit throughout the weekend, maybe more than usual. A lot of it just dealt with me wondering how good of at friendship I am. This was exacerbated by random minute things, like thoughts of my family having to move amidst a statewide blackout or the fact that Anna was pretty much consistently mad at me up until the last 5 minutes of the meetup.
Still, I can't deny the fun I had. Here are some highlights.
Portal 2 and ribs with Joe. That big fan level is still bugging me.
Sleeping buttington to buttington with Mike.
Anna's excitement for ferris wheels coupled with her extreme fear of heights, which was followed immediately by a group of Amish men getting on said ferris wheel.
Mike's explanation and napkin diagram of inside toilets.
If you don't understand that, you should retake butt class. Butts 101.
Meeting Steve, who should just change his username to Steve the Greatest.
The worst Jay Leno and Bill Cosby impersonations but the best John Lennon and Tom Cruise. And Haya's slow-mo Paula Dean.
Free breakfasts every day.
Shrugs out the wazoo. Pretty sure my shoulders got a work out you wouldn't believe.
Swearing off of funny voices for an hour. Except there weren't any stakes. But it still led to the best pun-off in the history of life. Mike's coffin pun remains the sole winner.
Going tandem on a suit with Brandon. WE'RE WINNING NEXT YEAR SO BE READY FOR THE PAIN, PHIL.
SuperRyan's first ever boba: "Myeahhhh, it's all right. Tastes like water."
Sitting at the Chinese restaurant, watching some Chinese TV drama involving girls throwing horse poop at some boys.
Being superstars with Mike and taking pictures with a homeless man from New York who lost all his teeth and dropped the profound statement that "shit is shit".
Pictures at the Bean. I'm just waiting for Randy to upload some gifs.
Total bloody nose count by the end of the trip: 3.
I'm forgetting a bunch of stuff but I'm sure others will remind me as I go.
All in all, I had fun. The trip made me realize just how much I care about y'all, and even if things will probably continue to change next year--with the site and with people--I don't think that loving you will be any different.
But shit is shit, man.
Special thanks to:
Joe for letting me crash at his place. You are the man and I owe you big.
Becca for helping me get to Chicago in the first place (even though I barely saw you the whole trip).