To Infinity And Beyond
Last Saturday night my boyfriend and I went to Mysore Woodland to stuff ourselves on South Indian carbs with a friend who’d just lost a swank job involving something I can’t talk about because she signed a confidentiality agreement. “Let’s try to find proof that infinity exists on earth tonight,” she said. Best of Chicago voting is live now. Vote for your favorites » Technically, I guess, it was a benefit–for Bop Camp, a local “sport, art production, healing therapy, and performance” collective that plays a sort of jousting game involving long PVC poles padded at one end with stuffed animals....