The Room

I went with a group of charming people to see "The Room" at The Music Box tonight. It was awesome. This is a fabulously horrible cult classic complete with heckling. There are bountiful sex scenes, stock shots of San Francisco, and plot lines that are introduced and never heard from again. It was an absolute delight. I came up with a new thing for the group to shout: "Boobies!" Because, well, there were lots of boobies. Well, really just lots of shots of one booby, but every time that booby was on screen I shouted "boobies!" and it eventually caught on.

I would spoil the plot if it were possible...

On our walk from the movie to a pizza joint we found a passed out drunk dude. My friend Andi and I did what all petite girls are taught to do and scurried passed quickly and close together. My friend Ryan, however, is a well brought up midwestern boy and he made sure the guy was alive and called an ambulance. So that was more adventure!

After the movie and ordeal we went to a pizza place called Ian's and got s'mores pizza! This is a wonderfully well thought out food that left me very pleased with my eating experience. Brilliant I say! The place seemed to have all sorts of inspired ideas for pizza toppings and we agreed we would go back soon. Yum-o.

An all around fabulous Saturday night in Chicago.