I look like a lobster
Because I am a stupid white person, I have, for the second time this year, given myself an incredible sunburn.
It was so pleasant this morning, not even 70 degrees, that I decided to go for a bike ride. I decided to ride to Manchester, which is 25-30 miles away. I did remember to takes lots of water, but sunscreen never crossed my mind.
Tonight is the Shellac concert. Taste Fest is this weekend, which might have something to do with food, but all I've heard about are the great DJs that will be there. And Wade at Encore told me there will be a party tonight at LJ's on Michigan Ave. across the street from the old train station.
And...my friend Tom, who I haven't seen in nine years, is in town. Tom and Scott Flaster and I were the Freak Brothers in high school, partially because we enjoyed reading the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers comics, but mostly because some random lady walked up to us at Cedar Point and said, "Look! It's Freak Number One, Freak Number Two, and Freak Number Three!"