Punish Me.

Looks like I've failed BEDA.

Beauty and the Beast ended around 11, this was the third night I had seen it in a row.
My dad discovered one of his tires was flat, we tried getting home, then a great rumble emanated from the outside of the car less than 10 minutes later.
The tires was completely flat, we pulled into a gas station to fill it with enough air to get us home.
The holes were so large that it didn't get us more than 40 yards.
So we tried replacing it.
But the last time dad had a tire replaced the people put the wrong kind of bolts back on, so our tire-changing utensil didn't work.
We called AAA and I got some ice cream and fell asleep with my head awkwardly cocked.
I woke up 50 minutes later, still not home, far too late for BEDA with a sore neck and a puddle of my own saliva on my jacket.

And that's why I failed to update yesterday.


On the plus side I rode my bike to Miller and Rice again. We took *not saying which street* all the way down. NOT a good idea.
The Rice Radio KTRU festival was happening. B L A C K I E performed, as well as Buxton.
Chris, Holly, Andrea, Will, Daniel A. and Ivan were all there.
Will and I left some avant-guard jazz to go play tag at Miller with certain theater-kids.
Fun stuff.

The third performance of Beauty and The Beast was my favorite so far.
I burned a copy of The Velvet Underground and Nico for Katie, I hope she enjoys it.
I've bored you, and I haven't even gotten to Easter yet.
That'll be another blog.

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