a strange kind of feeling

so for dinner last night it was johnny rockets for burgers.




i ordered what was basically a junior western bacon cheeseburger... you know, like carl's jr has?



it was really delicious. the fries were nothing to write home about.
basically a waste of stomach space. the burger was too much to eat as it was. but yum.



me doing 'dumb-fake-pout-in-car-pose'



not supposed to take pictures.
they sad that eight hundred times, but did that stop anyone?
no.



i was still deathly afraid of getting caught, so all my pictures pretty much suck. but at least i have SOMETHING to remind me that i was really there.







the concert exceeded my expectations. peter murphy was very entertaining.
he strutted around like a rooster and waved his arms like he was flapping wings.


there were only about 200 people there and it was a small showroom/theater.
i could have gone up and touched his hand but i am too shy and chicken-shitted.