My friend Jen threw her hubby a surprise 40th birthday party yesterday. Get this: He was in a band in high school, and she convinced his bandmates to come to Chicago for a “reunion show,” but of course he had no idea it was happening! He (supposedly) hasn’t played drums in 20 years, but damn, he sounded pretty good. And it wasn’t a show in their garage… it was at the Metro! (For those of you unfamiliar, it’s a popular concert venue here in Chicago.) A private show, their name on the marquee, even printed tickets. Not a bad way to celebrate, huh?