Monthly Archives: June 2008

So this one time, Rilo Kiley went on tour without coming to SLC. Consequently, I sold my body for enough petty cash to trek to Denver to see Jenny Lewis and Co. in all their indie folk glory. I made Mitch and his thug Ben come with me, and we listened to the incomparable vocal stylings of Billy Joel all the way there.

We also saw Brian Regan live and local at the Paramount Theatre. He made me giggle and possibly poop my pants a little. Thanks B-money. Um...other activities of interest included a spectacular tour of the Coors plant and a sweltering Rockies game, both of which included no Manwich or cheap diet beverages, much to my chagrin.

The following slideshow provides some visual morsels in order to more fully chronicle our debauchery. Remember how me and Mitch are the most bangin' couple ever?

Sometimes I get bored at work. Also, Mitch told me once that the only way to get a tam was to kill someone who already had one. I believe he referred to it as a tam scam. Mitchell Blayne, you scamp.

Also, poop on the French for making hard nougat. After biting into what I thought would be a delicately soft treat, I now feel deceived, belittled, and a little itchy.