Old world lies

Last night we went to see Brasstronaut at the Biltmore and they were pretty awesome. The crowd was a little off though, not really paying attention to the band, which was a shame. It was like there was a party going on and there just happened to be a band in the corner.

Poor Mye. We’re always confusing her. We make jokes about stuff that she says and then she thinks that maybe it’s because she said something incorrectly.

Case in point: over dinner she talked about how she had gotten home really late the night before, and had slept with her contact lenses in all night. “Was that awkward in the morning?” Wesley asked, and I played along. “Are you going to see them again?” “Did they call?” We had her so confused.

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