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I took a little nap until about 9 when we went to the second nighter. It was
in a pub somewhere downtown in Denver. Paul and I decided two have a good old
Hefe Weizen before we went to the do upstairs. We met a girl that
performed a private classical guitar concert for Paul, Marc, and I. It was
very interesting especially since I was getting pretty wasted once again.
Paul decided not to hit on her (eventhough she seemed interested in him) because
he thought she was more interested in girls than guys.
The do was great upstairs ($1 beer). The bands were fine. The Portland crew was
getting naked and wasted... I puked over Joe's Mikuni (Hard Luck S.C. of course).
On our way back, we didn't find our way home right away and unfotunately the
spark plug shoe came off my spark plug. So we pulled over to fix it.
All the sudden a cop comes by. Cop: You can't ride on the sidewalk me: Oh, my spark plug shoe came off and I'm putting it back on. Cop: (with a big question mark on his face) You still can't ride on the
sidewalk. me: It's broken, I'm fixing it, I'll be back on the road in two seconds/ Cop: Oh... Okay then.
I can't belive these people are supposed to protect us.
