Brendan and I had a blast this weekend at the Bulls vs. Heat game. It was Brendan’s first Bull’s playoff experience, and I felt like a proud father or something taking him. He bought most of the beers though, and provided the transportation via his mom’s Seabring convertible chocked-full of gangster rap. Of course once we got closer to the United Center, we had to turn it down a little bit.

Saturday found me at a party the likes of which I hope never to see again in my life. Details to follow.

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