Boston ROCKS! Well, Lowell anyways. I haven't seen any of Boston except from the interstate. But Lowell? Well, last night we crashed the Brewery Exchange. Fun times. Tomorrow night we'll go back for Bull Riding. Tonight we're hoping for karaoke, pool and drunken darts at the PITA bartender. Savage, I know, but this is Boston and apparently all bartenders are required to be rude here.
This morning I woke on the 16th floor to a squeaky bed and bright lights, feeling the burn for my two greatest needs: caffeine & nicotine. I thought briefly of stealing my roommate's lighter, but he's a black man from D.C. and I had no interest in finding out what sort of retribution he might deliver for such an affront. Instead I went wandering through the streets. At 7 am. For a lighter and coffee.
So this girl beside me thinks she looks like a monkey without shaving her legs. I'm not sure how to tell her that's ridiculous, but I suppose this'll work. She looks nothing like a monkey. A lizard, perhaps....
Heh. Gonzo journalism at it's finest. Hunter, eatcher heart out.
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