  Some things are only for the priveleged to know. Last night...completed the four nights in a row of surrealism. If that makes any sense. I wish I could write a big long blog about it, but I think it might somehow diminish the experience. Let's just say...Kenny and I were gonna go see the Decemberists but we couldn't get in because he couldn't prove he was 17 so then we had to think of things to do.
Which ended up with cop cars and trespassing and disorderly conduct and such. Shh. It's a secret. That I am posting on the internet for all to read. Cafe Brazil, The Terminal...back to Denton...sleep. Wake up at 6:45, coffee, leave for Arlington. Last night was one of the most unique and fun experiences of my life. Haha. Want details? Talk to me later, fools. 
