Support the arts. Deal.

Sometimes I wonder where it all goes. My money, that is. I'm all "I'm so poor, how did this happen?" And then the day after payday arrives, and I get so many incredible offers in my inbox. Dance classes, acting classes, concert, comedy show, and bam! Money spent. The Chicago arts community really should dedicate a monument to me or something. Like a statue of a theatrical tap-dancing comedian with ear plugs. That would be nice.