fuck

so a few nights ago, i came home, made a sick flyer for a show i am booking, drank a beer and went to walk the dog. this all took an hour-ish. in that hour-ish someone came into my backyard and stole my moped. no, it was not locked up, yes, that is stupid. i know. it was a friggen hour. a few friends and i have spent the past couple of days sitting on the front porch looking and waiting, posting flyers, talking to kids. we have a few leads but nothing much.

so i guess now we wait.