04/4/07 @ 12:49 am - posted by matt -
October 4th
We pulled into Chicago, to play a private party for the fine folks at KEXP. We were in the Eastern European district of town, so none of the signs made sense to us. Because the venue was locked up went to find a place to eat.
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A Restaurant in Chicago
Jonathan: (to Matthew) That pizza is gigantic.
Matthew: I know.
Jonathan: It’s more like a cartoon prop of food…rather than just regular food.
Matthew: You think so?
Jonathan: Yes.
Zac: (looking out window) That lady is crossing the street again.
Jonathan: You don’t think it looks more like cartoon food?
Matthew: I didn’t say that.
Zac: That’s the third time she’s crossed the street since we’ve been here.
Jonathan: Maybe more like radioactive food. With a raygun. You know, (holds out hand) bzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Zac: She doesn’t even look to see if traffic is coming.
Matthew: In the future, will everyone eat big food ?
Jonathan: Most people, yes.
