on second thought..

oh wow, that was a great trip. except the driving.

we went to the aquarium, which was sorta cool. then we went to the chicago diner. gah. HOW AMAZING. its this vegetarian restaurant, and its got the best shakes i have ever had, vegan or otherwise. wow. then we went for lunch the next day.. wow. still good.

and of course, tmlmtbgb.
too much light makes the baby go blind. dont ask me where that came from.
its this place, like a crap building and crap cieling and paint and everything.
i go in, and you pay $7 plus the roll of a six sided die. then there are people with walkmans playing rather loud and earplugs and they yell WHAT IS YOUR NAME and you yell JOSH or whatever your name is, and they write it down on a name tag for you. i got "stuffing ass" and my mom got "shoe top ass". others were "forrest gump" and "donald trump". nice way to start, no? yes.

so then. you walk through this hall into this other hall into a room into a hall and then ONTO A STAGE. and there are about 6 rows of seats in a semicircle. the whole room is about the size of three classrooms. the first thing you notice is a clothesline with a bunch of sheets of paper with numbers on them. there are thirty sheets, thirty numbers.. one through thirty. i feel redundant.

its thirty plays in sixty minutes.

after an intro, somebody sets a dark room timer for sixty minutes, jumps and grabs a piece of paper, and yells the number, and a title.

after the HILARIOUS PLAY, someone yells CURTAIN and then the entire audience shouts the number they want. everybody gets a program, so we just picked based on titles. it was really, really, great. now you have at least one good place to go to in chicago.

yeah. headache.