Miss Alie Ward hits the street for the city's most intriguing means of recreation, including (but not limited to) roller discos, zombie walks, art openings, beer pong tourneys, science lectures, urban tractor pulls, and literary salons...Then she tells you how awesome it was.
You. Pants. Now.
The weekend is upon us, comrades, and the last thing I want to see is my beloved allies rumpled on the couch, in a dark room watching golf.
I know you have it in you to be drunk/happy/entertained. There is hope. So please accept these options as my intervention.
Young drunkards, indie rock and Bob Odenkirk: together at last
Chicks in mini skirts murdering each other,
Ghettoglossing with crucified bunnies
and maybe even a little bit of peyote dance mania at the Ford.
Now find some pants, lovlies.
Warmest regards,
Dr. WardSpecializing in Non-Lameness
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