i could watch you from a distance, observation tower!
i will be watching bear vs shark tonite, but not from an observation tower. hell, not even from the front row. i'm gonna be up in their fuckin guts makin it happen. we almost didnt get into the show. it's sold out, but our good buddy matt hooked us up since his band (rx bandits) plays at this venue a lot and he know people and it
s basically their home. rad! so we're taking a bus over to anahiem to catch the boys. im excited. it's a perfect end to the trip really. ive done nothing but ride my bike to sweat, so itll be good to put some effort into something else. im curious and nervous to see how the crowd reacts. honestly, it doenst matter how they react because im one of 2 people who can say i rode 4,000+ miles over 3 days on a bus and 1,600+ miles over a month and a half on a bicycle to be there. so they can go fuck a horse's nostril if they think theyre shitting on my good time. eat it, bitches!
kristen is here and has stuck it out over 3 days and 100 miles of riding. go krissy! eric leaves tomorrow from LAX, but kristen and myself must ride back to san diego to catch our plane home on sunday. hard to believe i'll be back in new york's filthy clutches soon. bummer in a way, but my bank statement says i really need to stop spending money. oh well, debt for good times is worth it, if you know what im tryin to say here.
we may get to see joel tonite. he's doing merch for the awesome band finch, and they're playing tonite in LA, so they may come back to seal beach and have a couple fuckin brews. let's hope so. joel's a good shit, and i'd like to see him once more before i leave because it seems as tho finch wont be coming thru new york this tour, or at least the north east part. theyll be in NYC, but that place is overrated, overcrowded and overpriced. screw that place. and i also dont have any money to travel there, so im shit outta luck there. for the record, finch sucks.
well, it's time to stop typing. i'll type again before i leave this rad state. until then, keep your pants on or your legs closed you crazy fucks!
shawn
s basically their home. rad! so we're taking a bus over to anahiem to catch the boys. im excited. it's a perfect end to the trip really. ive done nothing but ride my bike to sweat, so itll be good to put some effort into something else. im curious and nervous to see how the crowd reacts. honestly, it doenst matter how they react because im one of 2 people who can say i rode 4,000+ miles over 3 days on a bus and 1,600+ miles over a month and a half on a bicycle to be there. so they can go fuck a horse's nostril if they think theyre shitting on my good time. eat it, bitches!
kristen is here and has stuck it out over 3 days and 100 miles of riding. go krissy! eric leaves tomorrow from LAX, but kristen and myself must ride back to san diego to catch our plane home on sunday. hard to believe i'll be back in new york's filthy clutches soon. bummer in a way, but my bank statement says i really need to stop spending money. oh well, debt for good times is worth it, if you know what im tryin to say here.
we may get to see joel tonite. he's doing merch for the awesome band finch, and they're playing tonite in LA, so they may come back to seal beach and have a couple fuckin brews. let's hope so. joel's a good shit, and i'd like to see him once more before i leave because it seems as tho finch wont be coming thru new york this tour, or at least the north east part. theyll be in NYC, but that place is overrated, overcrowded and overpriced. screw that place. and i also dont have any money to travel there, so im shit outta luck there. for the record, finch sucks.
well, it's time to stop typing. i'll type again before i leave this rad state. until then, keep your pants on or your legs closed you crazy fucks!
shawn
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