Oh what a night
goodness, where do i start?! yesterday night was soo awesome. perhaps one of many good times that i can remember. we went to the santa fe cafe to see burke (www.burkerocks.com) and its 20 feet away from this train station. the bands were playing outside the patio, which was the flat for the train staton. it was a really neat setup. so the whole time there were loud trains, wayy cool. so we checking out the cafe, and as we leave to get something to eat, i see this guy outside, and im like, "ITS BURKE!" and we met him and exchaged words even. it was wayy rad. he looks older than i thought, but his voice is exactly how it is on his CD. So Dakin, Joe and I all bought shirts, and i bought a ton of stickers and then melyssa ended up buying stickers. Then he gave me a free CD too. For some reason, i was so rounded that i told him we went to san francisco to get his CD (i have no clue why) and he gave me a free CD. wayy freaking awesome. then he played the penquin song and some crack baby song. both were awesome. there were hookahs everywhere and reminded me back in the day where i had my own, and we would just crill for hours. good times, no doubt. so then we went home, and i kinda feel bad for melyssa driving, because she was supposed to go home at 11 pm. so anyways we got a couple pics, and it was radical. burke, you rock man.
Joe, Me, Burke, Dakin, Sarah
ps. soo weird hanging out with Aarons little sister. ha
oh and then i had some crazy dream after passing out on the arm chair about people who i've had classes with for ever, but have never really talked to them, like shawnee moges, and people like that. like i was driving people on this steep highway, and we were getting pulled over by the cops, and i look back and everyone in the backseat is making out, all hopped up drugs or something. wayyy weird, but those kinda dreams are trippy for some reason.
ps. thanks to melyssa for the pics.
Joe, Me, Burke, Dakin, Sarah
ps. soo weird hanging out with Aarons little sister. ha
oh and then i had some crazy dream after passing out on the arm chair about people who i've had classes with for ever, but have never really talked to them, like shawnee moges, and people like that. like i was driving people on this steep highway, and we were getting pulled over by the cops, and i look back and everyone in the backseat is making out, all hopped up drugs or something. wayyy weird, but those kinda dreams are trippy for some reason.
ps. thanks to melyssa for the pics.