Tonight is one of those earmuff-all-social-events, break-out-the-spicy-ramen, run-a-bubble-bath-and-write-a-blog-post nights.

I was only in Chicago for forty hours this past weekend. Which seems fleeting, 'til you have to spend it under the same roof as these beauties:

I also stumbled into the Chicago ThoughtWorks office and took some pictures of "the beach", which is where consultants go to do pro-bono work or teach themselves other programming languages or whatnot when they are not currently assigned to a billable project. People are constantly arriving to and leaving from "the beach" and as a result, a lot of amusing trinkets find their way there and never really leave.

Meaningful conclusion: I hang around weird people and weird things.