keep rippin' brohan

Yesterday? Pretty eventful, I'd say.

Started off with a funeral. For a mole. Sad times for Ian and Zach (Melvin the mole's "uncles"). Ally and I showed our sympathy with a card and some flowers. The card, we customized with a bit of heartfelt poetry, that read:

"You found him on a sidewalk crack
His face made your heart go pitter-pat
You brought him home
And made him your own
....but then he died."

The "uncles" decided to hold the funeral after that, in Ian's backyard, complete with poetry (read by myself and Ian), a hole (dug by Zach), and a mandolin (played by Ally). It was touching, I must say.


And later? Ally, Roman, and I made our way to Mee-lee-wah-kay, to Summerfest, to see Death Cab. Bottom line: pretty incredible. It's crazy thinking, you know, Ben Gibbard's right there singing the same words I am.. Basically we're the same person right now, except that we're not. Anyway, for a while I was worried that we wouldn't find and meet up with Zach, Ian, and Kayleigh, because they ended up leaving late and yadda yadda yadda, but we did. And from then on, pretty much fantastic. I'm glad that I was there with Zach. I'm a lucky girl.