yesterday i had a party to celebrate my 18th. it was fun; a bunch of people came over we swam, played games, watched austin powers,& had food and cake.
afterwords some of us went downtown and unbelievable craziness occured. first we run into my friend brandon's older brother dane who promises to give erik a $1300 peice of equipment (some sort of amp i think) we then took coke and crackers from the free food stand set up by some christian folk band which was playing in front of the Grill along with about five interperative dancers wearing do-rags. we then went briefly to the UHS. nothing much happened there, there were too many of us, and the weirdness was happening elsewhere. madeline and anne participated in a dare, the details of which i wont go into. we then went back up to about where the christian folk had been. we ran into these two people, one of whom was an old friend of anne's, the other an old friend of eriks. they appeared to be going out or something.
while we were talking to them, we were interrupted by a woman who was easily the most insane person of all time. she was sitting on a bench with some bags, yelling loud gibberish and then mumbling to herself, swatting at invisible bugs in front of her face. but what makes it crazy, as in something from a david lynch film crazy, was the pink 1980's power suit she was wearing. it had big shoulders and brass buttons and everything. man... she was wacko.
we then went to go listen to the guy that plays drums on overturned plastic buckets. the guy is AWESOME! when you hear him without seeing him, you think "wow those guys are really good" but its just one guy, working without pedals, just two drumsticks and three overturned buckets. so another insane downtown bum was standing next to him, scaring people. this is the guy who last weekend was wandering around in a little cape/shawl, and everytime he came around he was in a different shirt, and sometimes shirtless. he had a baby bird on his shoulder last night. which he would occasionally hold and kiss. he later gave the bird to a little boy, which for some reason was the most hilarous thing in the world.
we then run into mike alden, john's slightly messed up friend. he had been playing in the christian folk band. he was doing allright, he graduating soon. dane then sprinted up the sidewalk at a pretty impressive pace, running like the t-1000 from that movie. we walked on to Lo Yo Yo Stuff, a little music store that stays open late and is conveniently positioned next to the 40-watt. erik bought Neutral Milk Hotel's in the aeroplane over the sea which is one of the greatest albums of all time. I got a live CD of the Olivia Tremor Control. That was it for last night. We went home. I went to sleep. I'm listening to the Olivia Tremor Control deal right now.
