i just wanted to see live music tonight. that was it. thony's been calling me for the past couple weekends wanting to hang out, i think for a date but as long as he doesn't say it i can play dumb. so tonight i had a few extra hours. i say, let's find some live music. at a place i can get into. so he looks online, finds this restaurant/bar, calls to make sure i can get in, they say no problem as long as i don't drink. so we meet up there, walk into the bar part where the band is playing, and a waitress makes a beeline for our table to ask for id. seriously. what the crap is that all about. they make us leave because i'm not 21. so we drive around for awhile and find this other restaurant type place and from the parking lot we hear music. again. no dice. the lack of 18 & up venues in chicago is appalling. i don't want your alcohol. i'll even provide a sharpie for you if you want to write some big fat x's on my hands to show i'm a minor. in fact, why don't you go ahead and draw x's on my forehead and any other exposed part of my body? make me into a walking x. just let me see music.

so we went to baker square and talked for awhile. it was okay. but i just wanted to see some music.