Thursday night, Cathy and The Fiances (the name of our do-whop group, if we ever decide to have one) drove over to Little Rock for a night of big rock. American Princes had their CD release show and The Good Fear opened, so us girls decided to follow ’em down. After missing two out of the two interstate exits that we had to take to find the show AND dodging a cracked out guy who persisted that he “was not a robber,” we ladies got there just in time for tequila shots and the begining of the show.
Taken!
The (Damn) Good Fear
American Princes
After the show we walked over to this old abandoned house, well, frame of a house. Brian and Tim jumped the fence and explored, while the rest of us just stood back and snapped grainy pictures in the dark. After a 1:30 am trip to Taco Bell, our four-car caravan ended up at a pricey Holiday Inn where with a sink full of Busch Light, things got a little crazy (especially with Cathy’s hair straightener).
All the dudes got their hair did & proceeded to take “MySpace band photos”
Bathroom Party
Shoe Shining
Bongos
The next day we found every kind of food we could imagine at some sort of indoor market downtown. After a nice little picnic by the river, we hunted down a record store, a witch boutique (?), and finally the city’s art museum. By the time we were fully recovered from the night before, we were on our way back to the ‘Ville.
Picasso
