Bowling in Chicago

I went bowling in Chicago yesterday.

Yes, you heard right. I woke-up at 5 am to catch a flight out of Dulles to O'Hare and then went bowling and ate some food from 10:30 am until 2pm. That's what my organization calls a company picnic.

I decided to spend a few extra hours in the city so I at least went downtown to mourn the loss of my beloved Marshall Fields and join the Chicago happy hour scene. It was a good time.

The the best part of the night was the following:

Txt from BS: "Hey, wanna hangout tonight?"
Me: "Sorry, I'm having dinner in Chicago right now"
BS: "and Paris tomorrow.....?"

I so should have said, "No, Italy, I'm hungry for pizza." But I didn't. Darn.