8/6/10

f'n long hairs


Jake and I stumbled upon a throw-back rock show with like a Rolling Stones Cover band. I had recently got a buzz cut and I guess I felt like committing hate crimes or something. It sucked. This dude pictured with Jake bet me I couldn't launch this beer bottle onto the roof of the building across the street, but I launched it probably over the whole building. He bought us some Jameson for my winnings. He was a commercial fisherman on shore leave so you know his wallet wasn't hurting. The night just got weirder and weirder as it went on. It was terrible. I'd rather not remember most the details, much less e-publish them.

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