So we actually managed to fly out for the weekend and get our asses to Treasure Island Music Festival. There was a slight mishap with my giant luggage filled with dirty laundry. JFK might be the meanest airport ever. I almost pulled the same thing on the way to LA though and luckily they let me on the flight.
Good ol' sunny California.
No, I did not ride the ferris wheel. They freak me out and plus the line was way too long.
This was taken at the Dan Deacon after hours concert at the Mezzanine. It was fucking awesome. I got this shot from above cause non of us had slept in so long that we were barely awake.
Flaming lips vag
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