Seems every time I go out to California something really freaking awful has to happen. Now really, that's not the truth, but I guess NoCal doesn't have its allure since Michael passed away. I digress. So my friend Jes and I drove out to Santa Cruz yesterday for a concert in Saratoga to see The Swell Season (if my grammar is fucked up, deal with
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