lose the lottery

Two weeks ago my roomates and I decided to cash in the multiple trash bags filled with beer cans from parties past. We must have had over a few hundred because we got $24 dollars for them. We had pre-meditatively decided that whatever money we made would be gambled on scratch tickets. We had visions of winning between $50-1mil dollars and paying off everything we ever owed and would ever owe. Unfortunately (later to be fortunately) we lost.

Smelling like year old stale beer, and with no new money, we decided to come up with something to take our minds off our decision to gamble (a tleast the money supported our economy during a recession?). We went to Northampton to kidnap a friend of Joe's and a friend of Emily's. Little did we know that a FRIKKIN AWESOME TRI-COUNTY FARE AWAITED!!!

Here are the sights and sounds in a mini-media journal:


On the way to Western, MA along route 9 we came across West Brookfield (or something like that) and this band was playing to literally one person. We stopped the car and got out to listen. For some reason we drank moxie. They ended up being a christian band so we left.


it was a good question.... We said YES

I like when they beat up the stranger at the end.






PETTING ZOO. LLAMA. All good trips end in llama. That pig has huge balls. That horse is named pokemon.


Country music! BAD country music. It was outside the beer tent which was in turn outside of the DEMOLITION DERBY!!! Life goal complete. I saw a demolition derby.