Yesterday was amazing. I got out of work and drove to Gregs house to pick him up. I grabbed Adrian too and we went back to my house to grab Gregs book. It was a repeat of the last failed attempt at visiting Park Sensei. We stopped at my house for some rushed food. Joy Yee's in the car and Greg's vegetarian Cheese Burger (a cheese sandwich on a burger bun). We rang Park Sensei's bell and didnt get an answer. While sitting on her lawn deciding on our backup plan the door opens and its an 80 year old white woman. DAYMN. Wrong house. We go to the right house and ring the door, chat with Park Sensei until 10:45 and then have nothing to do. On the way back driving Greg and Adrian home, we stop for ice cream. We walk around for 20 minutes and then decide that since we are so close to Mike Wojcik, we might as well call him. We pull the car up over there while Mike walks his dog. We go visit Jenny Kane (who I've never actually talked to before that day) and sit around for nearly 2 hours. What did we talk about? I'm not even really sure. We turned into different kinds of chairs and laughed about it for a ridiculously long time. Stools, benches, bean bags, you name it we laughed at it. We got honked at twice by people telling us to go to sleep. We saw these two bros drive past and laughed at them and their backwards baseball caps and then they DROVE BACK AROUND and one asked where cauldwell was and the other yelled at us to shut the fuck up. We ate Jenny's blueberrys, peaches and pasta salad and peed in her bathroom. I got home at 2:20 AM. The night was relaxed and a very good bit of spontaneous fun.

On the way back to my car (we had to walk a couple blocks back to Wojciks) we saw this dude. I nodded at him and he looked at us and said "I miss these summer nights." I'm glad to say that this summer was definitely not a waste and that, when I'm a lame 25 year old walking around at 2 in the morning seeing a bunch of ridiculous kids pretending to be chairs in the middle of the street, I'll be saying the exact same thing.