Last weekend, I went to Voodoo Music Fest in NOLA. Mack and I drove down Thursday night. I skipped my class on Thursday. We got on the road about 6. We had driven about 35 miles when Mack turned to me and asked "You got the tickets, right?" I did not have the tickets... So we turned around. Not fun. But we made it and the drive was not bad ( Read more... )