Good times...
So, yesterday I kinda moped around during the morning. I didn't get up until like 10:30, then I planted my butt firmly on the couch with my new laptop on my, well, lap. Not a spectacular start to a day.
Then Stefan Schreiber came over, and thank god he did, I was starting to grow into the couch. So, we went and ate burgers at Griffs, then headed down to the 16th Street Mall. Stopped by Virgin and got my dad a VERY belated birthday present ("Eruption" by Mountain), and got myself a couple of cheapo CDs on sale (Beatie Boys' "Ill Communication" and "London Calling" by the Clash). I've been working on replacing all of the cassette tapes I collected in my Middle School and High School days. A bunch went AWOL, so I'm having to go off of memory.
Later that day was Fair Well practice. They parted with their old keyboardist (The Artist Known as Moth), so I offered to play some keys with them for a while. It's fun stuff. After practice Ben invited my brother and I to come to the Pour House to hang out with an old friend of his, Ruthie. So we did that. It was a lot of fun, it got me out of the house and all that good stuff. I'm of the opinion that we should do it again. For a while we had a weekly get-together where a bunch of us guys would hang out and drink beer (an other assorted alchoholic beverages) and talk about good times. It might be fun to keep that going.
Then Stefan Schreiber came over, and thank god he did, I was starting to grow into the couch. So, we went and ate burgers at Griffs, then headed down to the 16th Street Mall. Stopped by Virgin and got my dad a VERY belated birthday present ("Eruption" by Mountain), and got myself a couple of cheapo CDs on sale (Beatie Boys' "Ill Communication" and "London Calling" by the Clash). I've been working on replacing all of the cassette tapes I collected in my Middle School and High School days. A bunch went AWOL, so I'm having to go off of memory.
Later that day was Fair Well practice. They parted with their old keyboardist (The Artist Known as Moth), so I offered to play some keys with them for a while. It's fun stuff. After practice Ben invited my brother and I to come to the Pour House to hang out with an old friend of his, Ruthie. So we did that. It was a lot of fun, it got me out of the house and all that good stuff. I'm of the opinion that we should do it again. For a while we had a weekly get-together where a bunch of us guys would hang out and drink beer (an other assorted alchoholic beverages) and talk about good times. It might be fun to keep that going.