Friday, June 10, 2005
Are you ready for this, Vegas?
I'm off to Vegas this afternoon for my cousin's bachelor party. Don't know a single person in this posse of bros besides my cousin, who I see two or three times a year.
For the ride, I burned a Barnes and Noble gift certificate for the new White Stripes album, which seemed perfectly fine since I'm about five unread books deep right now. And I can't exactly sing along to High Fidelity or Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close while driving. And reading is so totally NOT Vegas anyway, unless it's those porn mags from the strip -- you know, the ones that those skeezy men always try to shove in your face. Oh yes, you know.
So the soundtrack is secured. I even dug up a mix CD someone once made for a white trash party at my house. The first track is Warrant's "Cheery Pie", and it only gets sweeter from there. Rock!
I'm off to Vegas this afternoon for my cousin's bachelor party. Don't know a single person in this posse of bros besides my cousin, who I see two or three times a year.
For the ride, I burned a Barnes and Noble gift certificate for the new White Stripes album, which seemed perfectly fine since I'm about five unread books deep right now. And I can't exactly sing along to High Fidelity or Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close while driving. And reading is so totally NOT Vegas anyway, unless it's those porn mags from the strip -- you know, the ones that those skeezy men always try to shove in your face. Oh yes, you know.
So the soundtrack is secured. I even dug up a mix CD someone once made for a white trash party at my house. The first track is Warrant's "Cheery Pie", and it only gets sweeter from there. Rock!
