Running out of gas, no key to the gas tank.... Standing in a dirt park surrounded by 20 plus sonic and flourescent visual onslaughts to the senses; in the dark wearing sunglasses.... Playing on a stage overlooking the second biggest city in the United States whilst a thousand of screaming sweaty burners work-it-out to thumping beats...oh yeah, and did i mention rainbow pants with suspenders? The beginning of a story? The trailer to a movie? Nope...just my last 24hrs.
missminda:
Ok. You *totally* have to flesh out that story!!
niobe:
Sounds exciting!