ketch and willie are nice guys...
I'm sitting here, eating a bowl of mushed-up, reheated meatballs. As gross as that sounds, well...yes it is kind of gross.
Last night I went to see my dad's band play in somerville. My dad's friend steve invited me and stacey to go with like 20 other people to take a bus down to the show. There was so much beer and pot. What's even more awkward, I'll just take a quote from the bus ride, "you want this?" "nah" "well...pass it to your grandma."
The show was fun though, and everybody there was out of their minds, dancing and stomping their hearts away. I was having fun, but at some point during the second half of their longass set I practically almost broke into tears.
Sometimes you just wish you had your dad around, y'know?
Last night I went to see my dad's band play in somerville. My dad's friend steve invited me and stacey to go with like 20 other people to take a bus down to the show. There was so much beer and pot. What's even more awkward, I'll just take a quote from the bus ride, "you want this?" "nah" "well...pass it to your grandma."
The show was fun though, and everybody there was out of their minds, dancing and stomping their hearts away. I was having fun, but at some point during the second half of their longass set I practically almost broke into tears.
Sometimes you just wish you had your dad around, y'know?