You have not lived until you have wiped down the seats at Fraze Pavilion. Not one or two, but rows and rows...
It was quite nice to not think about anything for four hours, tho.
Not sure I like it as much as I thought I would, but it was only the first day.
Not thinking is good. For nanoseconds today, I found myself pondering the probability that I may be running out of chances. It was a horrible, depressing thought. If I'm lucky I'll be able to drink it away this weekend with one of my favorite drinking buddies. If not, I'll just drink it away myself.