Oh, brother: MUSIC FESTIVALS. It's hard for me to endure a goony rock band one at a time, let alone having to pay $999 to watch 75 bands
featuring white guys with floppy hair and guitars janglin' away, singing with college words. I come to this place every year to sell piantings and see
the other people that come to sell things, we are one small step away from a swap meet. Seriously, like dog races next year.

Here is Mollie & Sarah. I got them in for free so they insisted to help which was particularly nice of them because it left me more
time to devour all of the snacks in the VIP area. You see, on the first day Sheila was helping to sell paintings and I told her
that the free burritos were behind the tall fence and she GOT ON THE PHONE AND GOT ARTISTS PASSES FOR EVERYBODY.
And like, artist passes allow you more than one burrito per day. So, people with VIP passes were all like, "Oh, look, I'm hangin'
Spoon and eating one burrito" and I'm all like "OH, LOOK, I'M EATING FIVE BURRITOS AND SITTING IN A WHEELCHAIR."
In the background of this picture you will see said wheelchair with boxes of coffee on it. I don't know the guy walking by, but like:
HEADBAND, WHOA.

SSS = Sasha, Sam & Sheila. Sasha is from Georgia, Sam is from MPLS & Sheila is from Rockford, IL. BEEFAROO!

Here is Sheila & Mollie. I am like, "Watch the table, I'm going for more Funyons." Sheila is like, "FUCK YOU, DEREK".

Here are some teens! That kid held that painting up and said, "This looks like my grandfather" and Mollie said, "That's Ronald Reagan" and then the
teenager said, "Ronald who?" and we let out a collective sigh, finally realizing that we're going to spend our twilight years watching a TV sit-com
based on the then-classic movie Juno (OH BARF).

OH GOD, THIS LADY. Really, this woman took and ate the cake. CLICK HER FOR VIDEO TO SEE WHAT I MEAN.

YES! WOODSTOCK '99! They're on the phone listening to MP3s of themselves five minutes from now. It's the future!

Here's Becka from Suicide Squeeze, she taught me how to play 3s with dice and everybody just did that all weekend. BEHIND THAT TARP SHE IS
NUDE! I am blogging about that.

This guy LOVES VINYL. He just can't stop talking about it. He goes to his friends house and says, "WELL, I ONLY LISTEN TO VINYL". But,
he also loves cell-phones. He hates the old phones because they have cords but he likes to listen to music that you have to flip over every
2-20 minutes. I mean, I really like to dry myself with towels, but I'm not all like, "OOOH, TOWELS, AIR DRYING IS JUST NOT GOOD ENOUGH."
. LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN, DING-DONG.

EVERYBODY IS LOOKING AT THE BRIDGE BACK WOMAN, what is the big deal.

HOLY FUCK. Seriously, humanity just ended. It's one thing to have a tattoo of a skin colored piece of cheese (?) your arm, or perhaps
you had something else (like, um, INCUBUS RULEZ) and then get rid of it, but then to tell the tattoo making person, "well, just cover
it up with a simulated helvetica TOM WAITS and then they miss and make it too high! Oh, it is hard to type because I am packing my
bags and moving to the bottom of the ocean, LIKE THIS INSTANT.

And then Seth Rogan's target audience arrived and declared, "WE ARE VAMPIRE WEEKEND".

Amy C. took the following pictures. July 28th is her birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMY!

Newberry came! He proclaimed that all of the paintings were 40% off, I was in a wheelchair and could not stop him.

When Amy sent me this picture, this one was entitled "GROSS".

JOAN MADE GIANT HAMBURGERS. There's a good chance that she's one of the best cooks around
but she's not all like, "I AM SUCH A GOOD COOK", she just does it.

Here is Mia and Jake. Jake said, "These paintings aren't very good, you're not a very good painter and you
don't really have a grasp of color use..." THANKS A LOT, JERK AUSTEN.

Thanks for looking at my music festival pictures, sorry if I spelled stuff wrong.