So I turned 21 yesterday.
It's all downhill from here, I guess.
But last night was fun. They had Son Volt and Uncle Tupelo on the juke box, along with a lot of Sublime and Janis Joplin. I remember, very drunkenly, giving some old guy an alt.country history lesson ("Trace will change your fucking life, man!").
And then I puked on a barstool.
And
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