Sasquatch Hipster Hangover
I somehow survived Sasquatch 2012. Four days of having bourbon for breakfast, patriotism for lunch and $11 bud lights for dinner took a toll on this nearly 25 year old body of mine, but it was well worth it. Met some great new people and saw some amazing performances at one of the most beautiful places on earth. If you ever get a chance to go to a concert at The Gorge in Washington state, do it with zero hesitation. If you are ever asked to sing an acoustic version of BIG’s Juicy, seriously hesitate before doing it. Jim Beam has led to a lot of questionable decisions in my life but singing Juicy for 40 strangers with tambourines was in the top 3. I think I gained a lot of respect from the gaggle of hippies at our campsite for being the whitest person they had ever seen rap. Suck it Asher Roth.
There is not a way for me to take a picture of my v-neck tan lines without coming across as MySpace or child molester (repetitive?) but y’all are missing out.
