I didn’t drive 30+ hours to stand in line, so I mostly only saw one kind of music, and everyone already knows The Puffy Areolas, Apache Dropout, and Thee Oh Sees are good bands. More important things abounded. For example:
On the way to Austin, I got carsick outside of a convenience store near Allentown, Pennsylvania (it happens when I am hungover sometimes and is probably a silent epidemic so back off). A nice man in a truck pulled up next to me and asked me if I was all right. For some reason I felt guilty, so I shouted the first reason that came to mind that a perfectly civilized man might be throwing up in a place like that, in the middle of the afternoon. Unfortunately, that reason was “I have post-traumatic stress disorder!”
I do not actually have post-traumatic stress disorder. I’m not totally sure that throwing up is a symptom of post-traumatic stress disorder. I’m not going to look it up, because I’d rather not be proven wrong. The man drove away without saying a word.
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meliai said:
If I didn’t have to go to work in a minute (really), I could’ve come up with some better examples that might’ve actually happened.
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artyucko said:
fuck yeah Thee Oh Sees
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