| Wednesday, January 16, 2008 |
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 Little Girls' Night in Chicago started, as all Chicago nights should, with *famous* deep-dish pizza. We ordered a small, which claimed to be for 1-2 people. I think that's only possible if the first person had gobbled up his companion and then was hungry for more. Seriously ridiculous. I was able to meet up with Jon K for a mateccino while Sarah hit up the shops along Michigan Ave, and otherwise we had a pleasant taster-spoon wandering of downtown. Sars and I had a view of the night's lightning storm from our room in the Hyatt, which was our last nice-hotel hurrah now that the NCAA and JET (respectively) have pulled the princess rugs out from under us. Hello, $5 hostels.
 The Bean ("that big shiny globe thing") was surrounded by fellow tourists in the rain, and a good dose of crazy people. They say it was inspired by liquid mercury, but I thought it more like that black stuff from the heyday of the X-Files. The truly terrifying art exhibit in Millennium Park was a pair of identical 3-story high screens that showed a blinking, twitching, smirking video of a person's face. Don't walk here alone. You might come out with nightmares. Or, a big booger.
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