What’s sadder? The wife dancing with a not-into-it husband at the Showbox or the married man who collapsed outside of Barca last night after working up the nerve to do something he probably didn’t plan to tell his wife about?
More importantly, where can you and the people you know drink free champagne tonight?
Plus: a few words about that free ice cream at Neumo’s last night.
(Is this what the New Economy looks like? Everything is free?)
