My cadet jacket, which conveniently is draped around me, is hopping a greyhound back to Anaheim from my current location of San Diego.  Traipsed down here to discuss Warped and see a band: my life story.  I’m alone in the backseat of a bus, laptop perched upon the skateboard that my legs are straddling.  Ah - the things memories are made of as ( Read more... )