stoney coney island
i ventured to coney island on saturday to see tapper and we are scientists play at the siren music festival (please read their website. it is the funniest). i was late... completely missed them. so i ate a hot dog and watched MIA behind 472 sweaty hipsters wearing a lot of bright plastic accessories. she was fantastic, but the whole time i was being attacked by rival gangs of mullets and hair extensions as i rollerskated on empty water bottles and cans, so it was kinda hard to enjoy the show with the usual bout of energy and GT's. danny and nate were not happy. i think it was cause they were forced into a vertical spooning position, which sounds kinda cute, but might have been a little awkward for them. as a last ditch effort we tried to see some band called cursive. wow. sto-ho-ner-ville!! the girl next to me, i swear to god, was no more than 16, with braces, and had gone thru her 4th individually wrapped bar of "marshmallow crispy rice treat" that, as you can only imagine was being chewed with the grossest voracity between the sticky metalfest in her mouth, between sips of her beer that she was drinking thru a straw from a poland springs water bottle which, undoubtedly, she'd been transporting in her backpack for the past 7 hours. it was amazing!! truly a spectacle unlike any. i've never felt so old. fortunately, the day was beautiful beyond words which produced some pleasant pictures, and, if anything, those kids left us feeling really grateful we weren't at that wonderful place in our lives anymore. 
