Bad news, it’s not even 9am. Good news, it’s Friday! Only 8 more hours until you can celebrate your short lived freedom. Whether you were crunching numbers or digging ditches, celebrate the fact that you made it through another grueling work week. At the end of the day, we’re all just doing one thing anyway…
Reporting live from MIS at Faster Horses. Really don’t know how I’m going to survive this weekend. Saying that I’m nervous for my health is an understatement. I plan on playing 100 games of slap cup. Cowboy Boots, Chubbies, and Hawaiian Shirts are the only things I packed. Sorry. JK, I’m not. Long story short, I’m not going to spend a ton of time on this because I’ve got beer to drink and bacon to grill. Meet me at Brooklyn Trails so I know it’s real and we’ll get some filthy drinking games going. If you come by and mention this, I’ll shotgun a beer with you immediately (I’m betting on that happening 0 times to be honest). Either way, this weekend is going to get so weird. Hopefully I can find a pikachu out here, or at least drink enough to think that I saw one.
Had a legitimate conflict this week. Like, do I throw out heaters? Do I throw out country? I mean it’s Faster Horses, I should throw out some country, right?
First up is a heater. Calvin Harris, so hot right now. Calvin Harris. .
Second up, country. See how I compromised there? Weird. Can’t wait to pay $10 per beer so I can slam some pops during this song tonight.