Chicagoland
We’d been thinking about our Halloween costumes for days. The Chicago parties were both going to be dress-up, and we knew we’d have to sort something out. Just as we were about to despair, out of nowhere it came to us that we should be the Blues Brothers, and Joe and I took to the idea with excitement.
The first party venue was a place called Ontourage, right in downtown. We scored a cabbie from hell with a heart of gold who had no fucking clue where he was going, but did his best to be clever while being lost. After an hour’s worth of a 10-minute ride, we finally arrived and it was good. That’s Carrie and Kerry (above), who had also been bitten by the Blues Brothers bug. It was a busy big this year… we kept running into clones of ourselves at every turn. With Carrie and Kerry the sensation of staring into a mirror was so overwhelming that the girls were forced to break character and expose their decidedly un-Blue interior layers, lol.
Jake and Elwood made appearance #2 on Sunday night — this time at Enclave, where we had put down some sponsorship green. Some friends from Indiana came up and helped us make merry in the respectable VIP area that had been prepared for us. We had a pimp red velvet rope and a good 10 inches of platform from which to spectate down upon the ample talent in the crowd.
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