This evening Julie and I headed to catch the Mets game at Merkle’s with the hope that a lame live band wound not be playing.  Of course this wasn’t the case so we had to try plan B.  On the way to Merkle’s we passed the above seen on Addison.  I guess there was a Cubs game this afternoon, if this girl was conscious she could probably tell me all about.  I must say the most amusing part is that she’s only wearing socks in a puddle of vomit.

Stay Classy.

To avoid the post game rush/debauchery we headed to the Village Tap in Roscoe Village.  Neither of us have been there so it was worth a shot.  Besides the douchebag next to our table playing the golden teen like bowling game the place was pretty cool.  On our way out we stumbled upon a thrift store which I haven’t been to in way too many years.  The smell was dead on and with the recent talk of reviving the Annual Cosby Sweater Party I thought it my duty to check things out.  That’s is how I got to the next two photographs.  I bought the sweater above which I must say had the stench of 1983 all over it.

The best part of my night had to be when we left the thrift store and I looked down on the sidewalk and what did my eyes see… a single Michael Jackson glove.  Awesome.  I wore the glove home and used it to flag down a cab.

This is why I bought the iPhone, for nights like this.