Fresgeek Weekend: You Bunch Of A-Holes

Halloween on a Friday in Fresno. You know what that means: PARTY TIME, BITCHES! Oh, wait, that's right, it doesn't matter to me because you didn't invite me to your cool party, tonight. That's fine. Fine with me. I don't... I don't care, you know, 'cause I've totally, like, got stuff going on, Friday night.

Stuff like taking in a indie-rock show at KuppaJoe with It's An Icicle, Tokyo Death March, From Indian Lakes and Circles and Circles. I'm sure I'll meet some new friends there. Ones that want to party with me and maybe go through a taco bell drive thru at the end of the night.

Then Saturday - yeah, we're totally still hanging the next day - Saturday I take my new friends to see a bigass show at Club Fred/Audie's Olympic. We'll be seeing The Fay Wrays, The Sleepover Disaster, Silian Rail,  Fights Monsters and Geographer from SF. I might get wasted, trying to forget all about your non-inviting-party-ass.

Happy Halloween, jerks.