the adventures of link(ing)
Lately, it seems that no matter how hard I try, my weekends have been nothing short of life-threatening (in a take my own life due to extreme boredom sort of way). Even this past weekend, with all of its promises of youthful escapades, fell far short of expectations. Of course, the blame for that lies entirely on certain dudes that cannot operate even the most simplistic of communication devices, such as telephones and doorknobs. If not for the king of all music and his trusty sidekick, this weekend might have turned out to be...well, worse than it was I guess (ps...lunch with you was amazing as well...but that's par for the course isn't it?). However, if the smartest people I know are to be believed, this weekend might actually live up to its own hype. Behold the breakdown...
Friday: Wet-nap nerds all over the world, hand in hand with more attractive nerds ("can we go watch the trailer online?") no longer have to play flying-broomstick make believe to pass the time. After counting down the seconds since the last piece of similar drivel was published, kids who still believe in dragons can finally spend all day locked up in their rooms, orgasming over the newest scar-face novel.
Friday is also the release date for the most unnecessary movie remake of all time. For shame, Tim Burton, for shame.
However, for those people who are more interested in things that matter, this Friday night at Matthew's Cafe is the local show of the year. Never before have four such amazing bands played together under one God-loving roof. Girls that don't eat enough and the boys that love them are pumped. Hell, some people are even coming from as far away as Santa Barbara to view the carnage (and them be the lucky ones).
Saturday: True love has finally blossomed for Nate Horton, the greatest keyboard player ever (I would link to him, but the kid doesn't spend enough time on the internet to have a cyber-home). Unfortunately for all involved, Nate and his girl Tacie are going to be married in the hottest hell-hole of a town north of...that other hot place. But it makes no difference to me because Nate said that I could wear next to nothing, so its cool.
That one guy that is waaaay smarter than me keeps telling me that the real show of the year is on Saturday at Off Limits. I don't know if I believe him or not, but I will probably check it out just in case. But you have to old enough to drink beer (legally) to show up there.
Sunday: Rumor has it...just me and you...
Friday: Wet-nap nerds all over the world, hand in hand with more attractive nerds ("can we go watch the trailer online?") no longer have to play flying-broomstick make believe to pass the time. After counting down the seconds since the last piece of similar drivel was published, kids who still believe in dragons can finally spend all day locked up in their rooms, orgasming over the newest scar-face novel.
Friday is also the release date for the most unnecessary movie remake of all time. For shame, Tim Burton, for shame.
However, for those people who are more interested in things that matter, this Friday night at Matthew's Cafe is the local show of the year. Never before have four such amazing bands played together under one God-loving roof. Girls that don't eat enough and the boys that love them are pumped. Hell, some people are even coming from as far away as Santa Barbara to view the carnage (and them be the lucky ones).
Saturday: True love has finally blossomed for Nate Horton, the greatest keyboard player ever (I would link to him, but the kid doesn't spend enough time on the internet to have a cyber-home). Unfortunately for all involved, Nate and his girl Tacie are going to be married in the hottest hell-hole of a town north of...that other hot place. But it makes no difference to me because Nate said that I could wear next to nothing, so its cool.
That one guy that is waaaay smarter than me keeps telling me that the real show of the year is on Saturday at Off Limits. I don't know if I believe him or not, but I will probably check it out just in case. But you have to old enough to drink beer (legally) to show up there.
Sunday: Rumor has it...just me and you...
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