Don't squeeze into my chipmunk hole.
While I still hold a healthy skepticism for bands with stupid haircuts, this band was pretty entertaining last night. Alicia, always having her finger on the pulse of what's currently "hip," was into them a long time ago (they used to be called Zetamale). I think I should try to have more birthdays every year so that I can get the inside info from her on cool bands I don't know about. On that note, a big thanks to Alicia, Ben, Allison, and my mom for getting me my only birthday presents that didn't involve alcohol in one way or another, it's nice to keep it clean.
On an entirely different note, I've been eating a lot of prunes lately. They really are a delicious food product that gets a bad rap because of old people. They're bigger and better than raisons, and promote a healthy digestive tract. It's probably a good thing that the prune companies are now marketing their product as "Dried Plums" instead. That sounds a lot less geriatric.