So on a nice drunken night about two Friday's ago Kevo, Ryan and I stumbled our way to their old house which just happens to be down the block from mine. I don't know what we were thinkin' but the light was on in the upstairs unit and the door was open, so we walked in. I remember being kinda confused but not feeling all that uncomfortable. Anyway, we had a look around and due to no fault of our own a sweatshirt and biggy framed picture were picked up. So we walked back to my house and were like, that was bad. Anyway, the moral of the story was that they got returned the next night, and whoever stole Kevo's Von Dutch had better return it or else!!!!!

Oh yes, nice work on placing the lawn mower under the 15th St bridge. Those stupid slow construction dudes deserve it although it seems that they haven't noticed it or moved it due to their lack of time because of the utter nongrueling pace of work. What a friggin death trap they've created.