Instead of taking two hours, the drive to my fun weekend took three and a half. Traffic was inching. I rummaged through my glove compartment. I found the perfect object to drum on my steering wheel to the Silversun Pickups. I put on a hat and danced for the neighboring cars. Cabin fever took over. I was suddenly the guy in Rocket Man, locked out of his sleep chamber (short of painting my face).


Blogger patchwork said...

Hey, did you go to Portland too? Thats exactly what happened to me! And it was monsooning too.

9:59 PM  
Blogger patchwork said...

Oh man! They're awesome! Their track on the bumbershoot compilation is the best one

9:28 PM  
Blogger ah said...

Yeah, I hit the Stumptown Comic Con that weekend. Pretty sweet.

(I was stuck on that Pickups track for most of the drive home as well!)

3:48 PM  

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