Best. Easter. Ever.
Actually, it’s the only one of two Easters that I will even be able to remember in the future. The other was last year’s.
Woke up, still worked up from the day before. Was talked down.
Get dressed and drive to Randy’s family’s house. It’s so nice to be around family, any family.
Walked to Polish Hill, it was beautiful out. Carrying a cake and a watermelon, unwrapping foil on the bridge.
Jimmy dropped the watermelon as soon as we handed it to him.
I felt weird but was well-behaved.
Vinnie handed me the giant wad of money and told me to watch the door – terror.
Nobunny show was AWESOME. Rock and Roll Adventure Kids were AWESOME.
To people throwing beer – I’m trying to drink beer, so you could just hand them to me, thanks.
I can’t get over this show. The whole day was so amazing, and after R. and I tagged-teamed the bathroom (“We are not going to address this.”) we discovered it was only 9:30 pm. “We can do anything, we can go anywhere. The night is ours!”
Went to Kopec’s to see the other end of the punk spectrum. It was painful. “This song…. This song is about the American Empire… things have been fucked up for so long and Iraq and Afghanistan and blah blah blah blah BLAH.” It’s important to care about things, but it’s also important to DO things and sometimes you have to throw glitter and wear costumes and dance and scream. Or at least know you have the option.
Walking out of the bar, almost to the door, all the lights in the surrounding 5 blocks had blown out. We walked home in the dark, and the city was lit up by bouncing flashlight lights coming out onto all the porches. Magical.
Nobunny was at the house when we got home, so we played with them for a while. I ran into one of them in my underwear this morning trying to go to the bathroom and yelled.
Actually, it’s the only one of two Easters that I will even be able to remember in the future. The other was last year’s.
Woke up, still worked up from the day before. Was talked down.
Get dressed and drive to Randy’s family’s house. It’s so nice to be around family, any family.
Walked to Polish Hill, it was beautiful out. Carrying a cake and a watermelon, unwrapping foil on the bridge.
Jimmy dropped the watermelon as soon as we handed it to him.
I felt weird but was well-behaved.
Vinnie handed me the giant wad of money and told me to watch the door – terror.
Nobunny show was AWESOME. Rock and Roll Adventure Kids were AWESOME.
To people throwing beer – I’m trying to drink beer, so you could just hand them to me, thanks.
I can’t get over this show. The whole day was so amazing, and after R. and I tagged-teamed the bathroom (“We are not going to address this.”) we discovered it was only 9:30 pm. “We can do anything, we can go anywhere. The night is ours!”
Went to Kopec’s to see the other end of the punk spectrum. It was painful. “This song…. This song is about the American Empire… things have been fucked up for so long and Iraq and Afghanistan and blah blah blah blah BLAH.” It’s important to care about things, but it’s also important to DO things and sometimes you have to throw glitter and wear costumes and dance and scream. Or at least know you have the option.
Walking out of the bar, almost to the door, all the lights in the surrounding 5 blocks had blown out. We walked home in the dark, and the city was lit up by bouncing flashlight lights coming out onto all the porches. Magical.
Nobunny was at the house when we got home, so we played with them for a while. I ran into one of them in my underwear this morning trying to go to the bathroom and yelled.
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