200gr8

2008 brought me a year of optomism. Crystal was pregnant with evamae. My bands weren't as active as they once had been. THe hideaway was getting killer shows, and more kids were coming out to said shows. Early in the year I had the day off of work. Crystal was at work, and i decided i wanted to go to a show in charlotte with the rest of the crew. I crashed ben and justin's apartment around 11 a.m. with a whole gang of 40's. This prompted Justing to skip class and follow suit. so at 1.pm when we were leaving for charlotte, I was already blackout drunk. We arrived in charlotte for the show, adn whilst standing in line i realized i had a knife on my person. I had to take it back to the car. The show was amazing. I was getting hungover. Afterwards we ate at dennys. If i remember right, will and I had the boneless wings. I puked my ass off screamin at mel mel. Soon after my great pal, close buddy, and tight bro, Derek Smith moved back to the tri citites from NC. They all moved into this sweet house. I had nothing to do most of the time. SO i hung out there alot. I joined a band with chris and will and jason, called sundale. It was alot of fun. To this date it is one of my favorite bands. We played pretty regularly, but when crystal got closer to the big day, I kind of quit booking shows. As you would expect. Will aslo joined stand your ground, so that took most of his time. In july Crystal finally popped evamae out. I suddenly had this tiny 6 pound piece of perfection. That was cool.
Life since then has been really a blur of shows, and work.
I can't discern.
I must digress.
this is the end of my story.



All of our lives are stories worth telling. I encourage you to do so. Write a song about the good time, write a song about the bad times, Sing a song during the boring times. But, always be making noise.