Tomorrow night at 11 pm at the Bagdad, Cort and Fatboy (and the Mercury!) present Ferris Bueller's Day Off, one of the best movies of the '80s and—I say this with a fair amount of conviction—easily John Hughes' best flick. (Seriously. Case in point: If this doesn't bring a smile to your face, you're a dead, joyless husk.)

Want to go for free? Good, 'cause I've got three pairs of tickets I have to get rid of. Here's how to enter to win a pair: Email me no later than 4 pm today (Thursday, September 2), and make sure your subject line is "The Hawley-Smoot Tariff Act." Sometime after 4, I'll pick three winners at random and email them to let 'em know how to get their tickets. It's that easy.

OH, AND: If you're so inclined, Cort, Fatboy, the Oregonian's Mike Russell, and yours truly recorded a rambling podcast commentary/Ferris Bueller-related bullshit session, which you can download here. I hereby predict that I will never be invited to be on one of these again, because I spent the entire time (A) ignoring everybody else and instead eating the delicious cookies that Fatboy's awesome girlfriend made, (B) discussing the dubious legacy of Starfleet's Captain Cameron, and (C) ranting about Sylvia Plath for some reason. Look, I don't know, okay? I might have been drinking. Christ. Get off my back, Mom.