January 15, 2009

Drip, drip, drip

It's cold in Chicago. I'm wearing long underwear and wool socks and my feet are still cold. The last thing I want to do is leave the house. Except there's a perpetual dripping sound because the pipes in my unheated basement might freeze - necessitating the running of water in my bathroom.

So I'm making plans!

This Friday I'm catching American Theater Company's True West, which is apparently running in repertory with topdog/underdog (for the non-theater people that means the same actors are doing both shows with performances of the scripts alternating). I have been slightly tuned out of all things theater, but have literally not heard a thing about this project that ATC and Congo Square Theater have put together. Tickets are a little pricey at $40/person, but it looks like you can get them on Goldstar.

Saturday will find me at Matilda's celebrating with a friend. Despite the economy, she took the brave step of quitting her job for greener pastures and I'm happy to join her at this Lincoln Park bar that isn't too Lincoln Park. Martinis are $11, but it appears the old standby of PBR is on tap for $3.50.

Sunday is a toss-up. Laying low, reading the paper, and making brunch might be the plan. Or, if I'm motivated I'll try to get down to see the Exquisite City in the Chicago Tourism Center. Exhibits there are free. The man-friend and I tried to see this city made of cardboard when it was at the Viaduct last year. Maybe we'll actually make it this time.

As for tonight, I have a date with my hair dresser (Virginia @ Strange Beauty Show). Stay warm!

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