I still can’t believe you went to the film festival, the women probably reacted like when a guy is in a Wellesley class. 20 girls 1 guy, always weird.

Oh, kids these days. So crazy.

Sounds like an awesome weekend.

Outside the Karaoke Bar we went to after the wedding there were three 12 or 13 year old boys hanging out talking to everyone that went into the Chinese Restaurant (to sing their hearts out). The boys told us they were hiding from the police because they had already been kicked out of that particular strip mall, and they were afraid of beign sent to Juvenile Detention.

Kurt and I stayed for a few minutes to discuss with the kids exactly how lame this strip mall was, which induced an eruption of obscenities for all three boys. The shouting then lead to punching as the boys argued over who the leader was of their group. They settled down and told us how the three chinese restaraunts in this particular strip mall were the home to the chinese triads, who aparently wanted to kill the kids - just for being kids. We laughed, and they insisted it was true until our laughing forced them to change the subject. They told us about the motorcross show they had gone to earlier in the day, and how doing drugs and riding in a police car is a majestic experience (i’m paraphrasing here). I told them drugs are bad, and got in my car.

“Hey, aren’t you drunk? You should try speeding while drunk, it’s fun!”
I was about as sober as they come.
“Oh man, what am I thinking?! Maybe one of you should drive!”
I wish I had a picture of their faces as their eyes filled with excitement, which gave way to anger (as they turned to argue over who would drive), then fell to despair (as they realized I was joking). It was an entire tragedy, played out in under five seconds.