dangerine
20something minneapolitan. music, writing, comedy, nostalgia and trainwreckery. hockey when in season. wino all the time. not from concentrate.
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ben folds from the third row.
basically last night was easily greatest halloween ever and greatest night ever. picture it, minneapolis, 2009: after clapping and chanting for probably about five minutes, ben came out for a second encore, a bunch of us nerds ran up to the front of the stage, and i was standing mere feet from the man himself. it was during rockin’ the suburbs so the repeated screams of “fuck” rang through orchestra hall. plus ben and the pops conductor dressed as sonny and cher for the second half. and we all got sexy folds glasses as we walked in (i, of course, brought my own as always, nerd club ;) ).
afterward, we went out for thai food and saw a ghost with one sparkly glove dancing outside to all the mj hits on an 80s boom box. and the thai place had cable access on their tv!
i can’t possibly imagine anything more awesome. :)

ben folds from the third row.

basically last night was easily greatest halloween ever and greatest night ever. picture it, minneapolis, 2009: after clapping and chanting for probably about five minutes, ben came out for a second encore, a bunch of us nerds ran up to the front of the stage, and i was standing mere feet from the man himself. it was during rockin’ the suburbs so the repeated screams of “fuck” rang through orchestra hall. plus ben and the pops conductor dressed as sonny and cher for the second half. and we all got sexy folds glasses as we walked in (i, of course, brought my own as always, nerd club ;) ).

afterward, we went out for thai food and saw a ghost with one sparkly glove dancing outside to all the mj hits on an 80s boom box. and the thai place had cable access on their tv!

i can’t possibly imagine anything more awesome. :)

well, it’s halloween weekend, time to bring this back out

the slightly off rendition of ghostbusters really makes it

happy halloween to all
i’ve accepted that i will never have a better costume than this one
(halloween 1991, 7 years old)

happy halloween to all

i’ve accepted that i will never have a better costume than this one

(halloween 1991, 7 years old)

Happy Halloween.