last week we (interns) had to put together a concert for this program aimed at teenagers called the grooove cafe. there's three o's because all the kids are '100% substance free'.
the bands were mostly the screamo/emo/metal kinda stuff that the kids are into nowadays. one of the bands that was suppose to play was called dead horse fight. needless to say, when they cancelled, we were all pretty bummed.
jo and i hung out on the loading dock waiting for one of the bands, named between now and forever, to arrive for sound check.
the next day, it looked like this all day
but when i was about to leave work, it changed to this
birthday girl aya and meredith under the discoball later that night
we threw aya a party over the weekend, and meredith managed to rent us a bouncy castle. we were all pretty excited.
waiting waiting waiting for aya on the porch, trying not to look suspicious.
she loved it.
yes, somebody bought straws that look like dicks.
and the dick straws reappear, but now as classy cigarette holders.
next day hangover. we cure our stomachs (at least my stomach) with food and drinks from hot dog ranch.
it's an ongoing joke here about how much i love buffalo wings. even for breakfast, i say.
jo invites us over for homemade pasta and salad and other goodies.
and after dinner we walk over to mass moca and watch dark dark dark perform outside.
after the concert, we go back to jo's and eat peach and tangerine pie. jo is about to laugh in the picture.
good stuff.
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