Ended up at this crazy festival over the weekend, that my knee is still recovering from. It kinda still feels like a dream. Maybe it was all the beer.
I went to work that morning at 6 a.m. after having 2 hours of sleep. I left work at two and took a shower. My crazy friend Rob comes over and says that I need to go to this festival. Ok. So when we get in, there is a stage with a band, beer pong, horse shoes, a slip and slide (my knee...), food vendors, a gladiator type game with giant Qtips... It was wild, to say the least. I bought a red solo cup for 5 bucks, and it was endless keg beer. I spent about 8 hours there, drinking and drinking. I met some random strangers along the way that I am going to keep in contact with on Facebook. Sometime around 10 p.m. I went in search of my friend Rob to make sure he was ok (He's a bit of an alchoholic) and went out to his car to look for him. He wasn't there, but some old biker guy was just chillin in his car! I got in and asked who he was. He was very drunk and begged for forgiveness because he was in the wrong car. He thought it was his friends car. So we smoked a doobie and he offered me money for sex (which of course I politely declined). He found his friend and I still hadn't, so I went back to the party. I had a great time there and will go back every year.