Cheetos + Fat Tire =bliss

Jul 15, 2009 15:07

I'm gonna take you back. Way back. To middle school. 1994 was the year of Weezer. I always had a crush on the rythim guitarist, Brian Bell, who looks suspiciously like the dude I was engaged to.

So Brian Bell has a new band, The Relationship and they sort of sound like Graham Coxton and Elvis Costello's baby. I sort of love it.

So hey, Livejournal people. All four of you. I went on a road trip with my Best-ie, Lish. It was eye-opening. I think that if I was not in school right now, I'd be very depressed about the nature of my job. If I last another five years, I will probably shit myself. It's just so dismal as of late. Everyone stopped giving a shit, and in turn, I have too. Conversely, I would totally get "Alicia": tattooed on my ass. You think I'm fucking with you. I assure you, I am not. It's gonna happen eventually.

We drove to Cuba, New Mexico to go to the Rainbow Gathering. I was a camping virgin, but I think I did okay. We were 9000 feet in elevation. The drive was beautiful. We didn't kill each other. Here are some photos. I need to smoke more pot and fuck more dudes who play the banjo.

I had an awesome time, and next year, when we go, I promise to dislodge the stick in my anus.





I was stoned, and this was amazing.





Lish and Tree. Ah, fer cute!


Oh, Pete!


Muddy and amazing




This is how you backpack, Bitches!








There's one in every crowd.




There are more photos HERE

Thank you, and good night.
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