Messing around with the gang, wandering around downtown. In some parking structure, someone tries to kill themselves-we have to walk past-we take another route. Mike comes up and I try to drive. Playing tennis with mom-she bitches about my bad play.
Walking up to the Weenie Roast, through 2 parking lots, past a lake, looking for a buyer, forget stuff, walk back to the car, wrapping on head, it’s cloudy, get plastic bag. Watch 2 guys fight with swords.
In some office, Cranberries playing next door. They want me to bounce, I say I’m going to the Weenie Roast.