The next morning Mike and I got up and after several days of partying with a great dude I was just craving some vegetables of some sort so Mike took me to some nice Thai place. We ate and talked and then Mike wanted to stop by Guitar Center to get a strobe light for the Criaturas set.
Let me tell you, I love going to Guitar Center. It's just the most ridiculous place in the world... the employees all look like rock stereotypes and everyone there is playing lame songs on guitar and trying to look cool and it is just crazy. I made Mike play a ukulele.
He is just excessively hot. It is ridiculous and not fair. NOT THAT I LIKE HIM AT ALL OR ANYTHING SHUT UP STOP ACCUSING ME OF HAVING FEELINGS I AM IMMUNE TO THEM.
Annnnyway. We acquired the strobe light and I played some keyboards and talked to the dude at the counter about these ridiculous drink holders that hang off your microphone (least punk thing ever, put your fucking beer on the floor). We then went back to Mike's house to hang out there with Alba for a while.
Afterwards he took me to a really schmancy Mexican place. I don't remember the name but they specialize in puffy tacos? Also, they gave me a pink rose and it was pretty. I later told Alba that Mike gave it to me so she could guilt trip Victor. She didn't believe me.
Then we were off to Scoot Inn for a free show sponsored by Sailor Jerry's. It was Rayon Beach and (one of my personal faves) Bad Sports. Both bands sounded good and I got to hang out with Orville and TV's Daniel. Bad Sports really are such pros, they just look like such a rock band when they play. So hottt.
Another great day.