|Choppers and ballers and ewoks|
|3rd Line Butterfly - pretty awesome|
|Jesus Lizard lite|
|I sure am|
|Super Curmedgeon and his sidekick Conman discuss the talent|
I hit up Home Plus to grab a tent, but the camping section was all out of cheap tents. So, I hit up the kid's section, and boom, I got a perfectly good tent. Shut up, it works.
The ride up was amazeballs, of course. Have I mentioned that I enjoy the riding of the motorcycles? So anyway, the musical acts at the festival turned out to be pretty fuckin solid, without a whiff of K-Pop. Third Line Butterfly in particular mesmerized us drunk lads, their lead singer lady whipping her hair around like a sexy maniac. The last band was pretty heavy too, like Jesus Lizard lite.
Sooo, the organizers of this festival decided to install what was essentially a free vodka tap (donations suggested), which in my opinion was a bad idea, especially with so many foreign devils around. It was this overabundance of the creature that led to something I wish I could unsee. A portly and tanned bald white guy with a goatee running across the stage naked - twice. The cops were shocked, but no one wanted to touch this guy, so he got away clean. Also shocked were the many children in the audience, who I can tell were not prepared to see wobbling male genitalia at this point in their lives, diminutive though it may have been. I heard the guy panting 'I'm drunnnnk!' triumphantly as he jumped off stage. Dummy. We're talking like a ping pong ball and a baby carrot.
Oh, last story. I awoke as the sun was coming up to the sound of Iron Man's zipper opening. A white chick pops her head in. I may have (or I think I may have but I hope I didn't) mumbled 'There's room,' while patting the ground next to me. She said something like 'Oh, I thought I was staying in an Iron Man tent.' before vanishing. I'm fairly certain she was a thief.