So I couldn’t sleep yesterday after the long ass ride. Around five or so mike Haizlip picked me up and we jammed a little bit. Hadn’t picked up a guitar in a couple years and I never had any talent in the first place, but we had lots of fun. Wish I’d gotten a pic of us.

Then I took a glorious nap. When I woke, it was time for the night shift to get off, so I got drunk with loud pat and Anthony. Shit. No pic of loud pat wither. I’m a shitty trip documenter.

Anthony decided after the bar closed that we should drink by the pool. This made for some hilarity. We climbed the fence and then there was th
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I hope there were no cameras and they didn’t fingerprint the bottles in the pool. Anyway, Anthony still got in and swam in pee. He’s a real sport. Anthony and I moved out here for a job and when I left he was like Sam from quantum leap and missed his jump. Because he knocked a chick up. That crazy fucker really loves his kid.

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That’s birthday boy Aaron there on the right. Its been his birthday ever since we met him totally shit-housed on his legit bday a few years ago. Evan’s the cute little bastardo on the left.

Oh, after defiling the adjoining apartment complex’s pool we made tacos. We used to do this all of the times and I’m really glad we got.to this time.
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Today I had lunch with mark. Mark is pretty damned significant to this trip because if I hadn’t met him a little more than two years ago, he wouldn’t have been able to convince me that I could and should learn to ride motorbikes.

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Christ I look stupid in all these photos. As luck would have it, mark (3000 miles away at the time) had nearly the same motorbike when I bought the trumpet 19000 miles ago. Hard to believe that was only a year and a half.

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