Hmm well went to my mom's art gallery owner's house. We had homemade indian food made by this music intelligentsia queen. She's awesome. Jewish, bobbed hair, a lot of sass that only a woman of her 50 years could've acquired through living in the art communities of new york since she was born. We had a 30 minute discussion on the accordion, it's a serious instrument folks, embrace it. Then we talked about file sharing and then we DDRed. Seeing my mom Dance Dance was just the shiznit.

Oh and...

5 Booyah Euro bitch...

Hah shit I ate this vitamin pill and it got lodged in my throat in a weird way and as I belched it must've broke the tab cause all the dust from the inside calcium pill flew out making it look like I belched smoke. So cool.