On Saturday afternoon I met up with my friend, Shane Jones. Since I came here he moved from the suburbs into the city (I use that term loosely) of Albany. So we picked up a case of beers (a variety pack of random Vermont brewed…uh brews), and drove out to his new place.
He’s living with a lady, but she was out of town for the weekend, so the evening was ruled by testosterone…oh wait it wasn’t. We listened to way too much indie rock and drank beers while talking about life…but I’m getting way ahead of myself.
Since the beers were warm, we put a bunch in the ice box and decided to head out to get our chow on. My friend, Shane Jones, told me of an outstanding Mexican place near the pad so we headed out to go eat Mexican food on a balcony. After a short walk we arrived at a venue named, El Loco.
“I don’t think this is the place,” my friend, Shane Jones, proclaimed.
“Hi guys inside or patio?” the friendly host asks us.
“Patio,” we answer in unision.
After being lead out to the patio, and given some menus, Shane Jones informs me that this is definately not the place he thought it was, but it was too late now, we already had Corona’s on the way. So we ordered up some Mexican food (I know chimichangas and enchilladas were involved), drank Corona’s and talked about life in the hood.
After getting our grub on we headed back to his homestead to drink some beers and listen to jams. Shane played me a couple CDs that he claimed were awesome (note to self, get myself Clap Your Hands And Say Yeah, and Death From Above 1979) and then we moved on to random mix CDs.
Both Shane Jones and his lady friend are all about creating mix CDs…they are not however all about labeling them, or puting them in any kind of case, so we had no idea what we were going to get into. Like all mixes these all started off pretty strong, but went on too long and kind of lost their steam by the end of the disc. Among the CDs the song, “Maps,” by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs was the most frequently featured jam.
Anyhow after listening to tunes, we watched some mid 80s Frank Zappa on a debate show verbally beating some dudes down about censorship, and drank more beers. The we drank more beers, and drank more beers, and got a slive of pizza, and then called it a night.
The End. And Drank Some Beers.
