Got home from Ali Karen's wonderful Bat Mitzvah at 1am, passed out around 1:30, got up at 6, jammed down a double espresso, swam for 2 hrs til 9am, finished up a 1 1/2 hour run at 12:30pm, cleaned up, and then speed off to Bethel, NY (the site of Woodstock) to see Phish with my buddy, Scott.
We arrived at 5pm parking on a giant field and set up our pregame among thousands of 25-35 year olds. About an hour later (or 3 TGLs --> tequila, ginger ale, lemon) a grungy dude saunters up to us and says, "Hey, old guys, wanna buy some mushrooms?" I nearly choked from laughing so hard. Pulled myself together and had to give him a bit of a lesson in salesmanship.
The venue and the show were phenomenal. Scott and I plan on quiting our jobs and becoming Phish groupies. Phish in George, Washington in August? Hmm.
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