I went to hear four bands play in a basement in Seattle's central district. This concert occurred Sunday July 18. I arrived to hear the last 3/4's of the last song of the first band. The remaining three bands followed. I drank beer before I attended this show. I asked some people to join me, but none could make it. I drank beer during this show. I've been to this house a number of times, almost always alone since I don't know many people. It was one dude's birthday. This fellow lives at the venue house. He also played in a band for this show. He is a cool guy and friendly. He's turning 34 on Tuesday. Between bands, I spent sometime wondering around outside looking into the sky. There were a moderate amount of attendees at this concert. Many concert goers smoke and talk outside between sets. Some people know each other and have been associated in their lives. There were a few stars in the sky; I saw the big dipper by accident. It was about to dump galactic dippables onto a smoking party-goer. Nothing fell from the sky. I found the north star via BD's handle and thought, 'who cares what direction.' I think I texted my lover at this point or drank more beer. Quiet like the sky.
-Lahmadaj
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