action packed, man.



yesterday, i went to the bright channel/monofog/maraca 5-0 show. i didn't last for maraca. after 3 pitchers of beer, i decided that i should get out of there, or i'd be spending the night in denver. that wouldn't have been fun.



i got some coffee at paris, so that i could drive homel andrew suggested that i hang out a while. i'm glad that i did. i sucked down two to go cofs of cuppee, and got to shoot the shit with paulie, matt, nate, and good old andrew. i was sitting at the bar, around the corner from the register. i noticed that girl sitting in the middle of the other leg of the bar, just two seats over from me. apparently, i had walked right past her and not even noticed. i don't usually notice people while i'm trying to navigate, or talk. noticing my surroundings is something that requires focus. she was talking to some friends. i was watching her, catching fragments of conversation, really just fragments of vocalizations (that's what the subtitle would say). i hope that i wasn't staring, but i'm pretty sure that i was. she turned, smiled, and said "hi there."



i smiled back and said, "hi."



i wish that i had enough balls to say something meaningful.