My homey Josh Brandner and a couple of his buds came out from Bozeman this weekend to visit. This was a very good thing for me cause I was kinda going through a very dark time here in Hamilton lately and Brandner has always been really good at pulling me out of that shit and pointing me in the right direction to go. I decide that I'm moving to L.A. in two weeks.
I actually got to go fishing for the first time this summer, it was good to actually bust out the ol' fly rod and do a little wading down the Bitterroot. I took Josh and his buddys Fisher and Collin out to Lake Como and Angler's Roost, jsut showing them some of the chill spots here. We drank Hamm's and WHISKAHHHUGH all day.
Then came the brewfest. This is an annual event that the Chamber puts on, it's like a wine tasting but with microbrews. I got fucking hammered. Agter that was done we went to the bars. I could barely walk so I says to my boy Brand-NAR, "Hey dude, we should roll across the street to Safeway and pick up a sammy." So we get a sub and rock on over to the bar strait maowin'.
Safeway Deli Sub Sandwich? I'm Back.
So we discover that the Silver Coin is not the place to be so we all roll over to the 'Bow, which is jumpin'. However, they are playing the worst music, Lil John and shuch, so Collin calls it a night early and passes out in the back of his truck. Fisher strait dissapears. Me and Brandner close down the 'Bow and wind up having a 1 hour and 45 minute drunken conversation in the park. At one point we try to steal this frosty beer mylar baloon but as we're making our gettaway Brandner chunks on the sidewalk and looses the baloon. We spend the next 10 minutes watching it float away, all bummed out. We walk back to my place and pass out watching "Freaked".
The next morning Fisher runs over to the security fences to the lab at the end of my block to grab the bar glasses he snagged the night before. We were wondering how all those bar glasses got behind the fence. He procedes to tell us about his little adventure last night.
Fisher gets way plowed and rolls back to my place, jumps the two razor wire fences that surround the Level 4 Federal Biotech Labratory next to my house and runs over Solid Snake style to the huge fucking yellow crane thats being used for the lab's multi million dollar expantion touches it, then starts to run back when he almost gets spotted by the Dept. of Homeland Security guards and hides out for like twenty minutes. Fucker almost passes out he's so trashed. Anyways he makes his daring escape but accendely leaves his bar glasses between the fences.
Much less to say, we all had quite the evening.
I actually got to go fishing for the first time this summer, it was good to actually bust out the ol' fly rod and do a little wading down the Bitterroot. I took Josh and his buddys Fisher and Collin out to Lake Como and Angler's Roost, jsut showing them some of the chill spots here. We drank Hamm's and WHISKAHHHUGH all day.
Then came the brewfest. This is an annual event that the Chamber puts on, it's like a wine tasting but with microbrews. I got fucking hammered. Agter that was done we went to the bars. I could barely walk so I says to my boy Brand-NAR, "Hey dude, we should roll across the street to Safeway and pick up a sammy." So we get a sub and rock on over to the bar strait maowin'.
Safeway Deli Sub Sandwich? I'm Back.
So we discover that the Silver Coin is not the place to be so we all roll over to the 'Bow, which is jumpin'. However, they are playing the worst music, Lil John and shuch, so Collin calls it a night early and passes out in the back of his truck. Fisher strait dissapears. Me and Brandner close down the 'Bow and wind up having a 1 hour and 45 minute drunken conversation in the park. At one point we try to steal this frosty beer mylar baloon but as we're making our gettaway Brandner chunks on the sidewalk and looses the baloon. We spend the next 10 minutes watching it float away, all bummed out. We walk back to my place and pass out watching "Freaked".
The next morning Fisher runs over to the security fences to the lab at the end of my block to grab the bar glasses he snagged the night before. We were wondering how all those bar glasses got behind the fence. He procedes to tell us about his little adventure last night.
Fisher gets way plowed and rolls back to my place, jumps the two razor wire fences that surround the Level 4 Federal Biotech Labratory next to my house and runs over Solid Snake style to the huge fucking yellow crane thats being used for the lab's multi million dollar expantion touches it, then starts to run back when he almost gets spotted by the Dept. of Homeland Security guards and hides out for like twenty minutes. Fucker almost passes out he's so trashed. Anyways he makes his daring escape but accendely leaves his bar glasses between the fences.
Much less to say, we all had quite the evening.