So a guy I was friends with in college, not great friends mind you, but we would drink together, go to concerts with our friends, he played rugby with several of my other friends, is on trial for murdering his own father. I mean I remember hanging out with him Luke, Ian and Monty, going to see Mustard Plug, Streetlight Manifesto, and Reel Big Fish.
He always seemed like a good kid, I didn’t know much about his family life, but he seemed like a level headed, good hearted individual. Just can’t picture him doing something like that. But then again the world is a crazy place.
I just kicked a can in my driveway and somehow ended up with a goal against Brazil
So Slightly Stoopid ate dinner at OB Noodle house. Weird to think that’s a twenty minute drive from where I live now. Also OB looks exactly how their music sounds…
Going to Vegas the fourth of July weekend!!!!
Getting in the club for free because you know the owner. Never had this type of treatment. We got it in with the bartender Mario and security, and a reserved table. I feel like a broke celebrity.