On Our Own Again
It's a sad day in Cardiff By the Sea. The last of our friends set off for home leaving Shawn and I to fend for ourselves once again. It was pretty terrible waving to the red van one last time but I know that I will see them all soon. In a few days we're going to be heading back up to Seal Beach where we'll be staying with Matt and his family. Joel is flying back up to Oregon today and will leave for tour immediately selling merchandise for the worlds greatest band, Finch. Actually Finch is horrific and it's sad that such shitty music like theirs still exists in the world. But that's not the point. The point is that while Joel is on tour he will be coming through NY and I'm sure me and Shawn will be able to spend some quality time with him drinking cheap beer, playing pool, and just kicking each others asses. Dan Potthast will also be on tour either solo or with his band MU330, so hopefully he'll be heading through the empire state as well.
In other news I've been getting hooked up with a ton of free shit lately. Just last night me, Shawn and Brett went for pizza and when I ordered a slice the girl working the counter said she was going to give me two for the price of one because the slices were so small. But they weren't small, they were HUGE. Let me tell you people were envious and I was happy. Later on at the pub the bar tender graciously hooked me up with a free pint of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. Not to mention that the pool table we were schoolin' fools on kept on breaking so the same bar tender came over and unlocked the box so we could play free games the rest of the night. THEN AFTER THAT SHE GAVE US FREE FU*KING POPCORN. Well the popcorn was free for everybody but that's not the damn point. IT WAS FREE! I WAS HUNGRY! AND SHE BROUGHT IT OVER TO US!
You might be asking yourselves back home "Eric, how can I get hooked up with free shit?" well there's only one explanation for this generosity... Facial hair. You kids want free stuff? Grow a freakin' beard. If you don't want to do that, live your lives like chumps and keep your wallets open because you'll be paying for everything you lay your greedy little eyes on.
Okay enough of that. In a few days we're headed down to San Diego where we're going to pick up Kristin at the airport and go to the zoo. Should be fun. After it's back up the coast and then this tired, broken old boy is jumping on a plane home, spending some quality time in my own freaking bed and hanging out with the lovely Norene. Don't get me wrong, I'm sad just thinking about leaving but it will be good to get home.
I have another abrasion on my eye. Right side this time.
I broke my little toe but don't worry I have pictures.
Eric
In other news I've been getting hooked up with a ton of free shit lately. Just last night me, Shawn and Brett went for pizza and when I ordered a slice the girl working the counter said she was going to give me two for the price of one because the slices were so small. But they weren't small, they were HUGE. Let me tell you people were envious and I was happy. Later on at the pub the bar tender graciously hooked me up with a free pint of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. Not to mention that the pool table we were schoolin' fools on kept on breaking so the same bar tender came over and unlocked the box so we could play free games the rest of the night. THEN AFTER THAT SHE GAVE US FREE FU*KING POPCORN. Well the popcorn was free for everybody but that's not the damn point. IT WAS FREE! I WAS HUNGRY! AND SHE BROUGHT IT OVER TO US!
You might be asking yourselves back home "Eric, how can I get hooked up with free shit?" well there's only one explanation for this generosity... Facial hair. You kids want free stuff? Grow a freakin' beard. If you don't want to do that, live your lives like chumps and keep your wallets open because you'll be paying for everything you lay your greedy little eyes on.
Okay enough of that. In a few days we're headed down to San Diego where we're going to pick up Kristin at the airport and go to the zoo. Should be fun. After it's back up the coast and then this tired, broken old boy is jumping on a plane home, spending some quality time in my own freaking bed and hanging out with the lovely Norene. Don't get me wrong, I'm sad just thinking about leaving but it will be good to get home.
I have another abrasion on my eye. Right side this time.
I broke my little toe but don't worry I have pictures.
Eric
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