A couple of weeks ago, I met Barb for happy hour at Just Vino. We made our way to Epic and then to everyone's new favorite Elmwood bar, Vera Pizzaria (where cocktails are made like cocktails should be made and the bartenders all wear mustaches and little vests and you feel like you're being served by Mumford and Sons; it is truly an amazing place). We were several cocktails (and in my case, several new friends) in when the song 'Bleed American' came on. I was super pumped - that album rocked my world pretty consistently my sophomore year of college. Then came 'A Praise Chorus' and I kind of lost my mind because, "OHMYGOODNESS, THEY'RE GOING TO PLAY THIS WHOLE ALBUM!!!" By the time 'Sweetness' rolled around, I was excited beyond belief and unsuccessfully trying to keep my dance party in check. I commended the bartender on the excellent music selection, dug out my Jimmy Eat World CD the next day, and having been rocking out it to ...