Shawn called and said there was a show in West Philly, and the music was stuff like 1994! who I like. I mulled this over while drinking a 40 and looking at boring shows on a computer screen. I mulled it over some more drinking a Four.
Tara drove me over there, and it wasn't long before the details get lost and only flashes remain in my memory. I'm pretty sore from apparently tackling Shawn more than once.