Had a pretty wild weekend. Saturday night I met up with Seth and we embarked on a voyage down to our good friend Brittani's house in Allston, Massachusetts. Sunday was to be a national stoner holiday-4/20, so it seemed like a good time. Seth drove most of the way and used his GPS to navigate us into an endless figure eight around the towns of Malden and Everitt. After that ordeal, we got to a liquor store in time to get a 12 pack of Red Stripe, then went to Brittani's. It was a pretty typical evening.
Then Sunday happened:
Woke up at 8:30 and got down on a j, got some food, listened to Madlib, took a trip to the Commons where we saw a marijuana protest, laid in the grass, steamroller, got down on multiple L's, special pancake and banana bread dinner.
The pancakes were good, they put us to sleep, then the two of us awoke at 1:30 AM Marathon Monday and traced the Boston Marathon route home just hours before the start of the race.
The funny thing is that we were staying around the block from Jackson Mann and didn't ride there once, hell we didn't ride anything we planned on riding. Slack motherfuckers!
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