Wow
How plans change. This morning I was awoken to one of the bros asking if I wanted to go to the dog track, decided a couple of hours against it and reverted back to the original Holy Grail plan. Getting ready to leave, we get a call from one of the guys. A band he knows is playing a carnival and wonders if we want to go. Sure. Turns out that this carnival is the one my Church puts on...I didn't know, however, that he knew the band. Go figure on that coincidence. So I spent the night at the carnival, where we met up with some other friends (who is a cousin to the lead singer). Topped the night off with a midnight run to Sub Port. What a interesting night was had.