Colorful weekend. We went to hear some trance on Friday night (
Solarstone and
Alex M.O.R.P.H., both were awesome), hung out with friends on Saturday afternoon, then rented a tandem bike and messed around in Newport Beach that night. Sunday was dinner with Kerry and Ross at our favorite Italian restaurant.
What some of that looked like:
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| I wore six inch platforms that I nearly chucked in the trash on the walk home. I don't really dance to trance so much as sway like an extra from Girl, Interrupted, and I wanted the height advantage to better enjoy the lights and cuddle my date. But ow. |
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| Waves frosting the beach like a cake. |
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| A quick sittering for the Twittering. |
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| Oh, hai. |
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| VSCO classic filter number seven will forever be my favorite. |
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| No-Pro :( |
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| Some day they'll understand the pointlessness of staring at the dude behind the decks and realize how much more fun it would be to turn around and make it a true dance party. |
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| My co-pilot has better hair than me. |
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| When riding a tandem, it is imperative to adopt twee, 19th century names like Annabelle and Montgomery. Also to sing Weezer while dodging dogs and small children. |
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| The throbbing, enthralled masses as seen from above. Not our favorite club, but worth it for the music. |
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| Newport is just too dang pretty. Sprawling shoreline and clam chowder bread bowls FTW. |
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| Days like this you can hardly blame Icarus. |
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| "You take your car to work, I'll take my board..." |
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| If I were a house-elf, my name would be Knobby. |
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| Nary a scratch, on us or her! |
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| Sunset hit right about the time my battery dropped to 3%, but I was judicious with those percentage points! |
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| Oh jeez if you must. |
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Hope everyone's Monday was quick and painless! :)
