To chime in on the Justin Long thing...I chased him down for a picture, and proceeded to get three photos with him where he looks very unhappy, and I look fucking thrilled despite the puke in my hair, half-smudged makeup (from sleeping on some grass) and stranger's sweater I was wearing at the time. I then told him that he's on "My List" (which he has been since like 2008), and he invited me into VIP which I DECLINED and will regret forever.
Other highlights: Having the guys in the medical tent snap a picture of my firework-blasted face, because he wanted to get pictures of all the hilarious Sasquatch injuries Meeting 'nater and Megatron in Cranbrook - thanks for not robbing us! Almost getting roped into a threesome with my best friend and our camp neighbour The Postal Service - nostalgia! Edward Nutsack's story time, Mumford, Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, Sigur Ros, The xx, Baths, Grimes, Alt-J
Post by CalmYoTits on May 22, 2013 16:12:37 GMT -5
I've been "working" for the past 5.5 hours, except I've been productive for about 0 whole minutes. Counting down the minutes until the road trip starts. Luckily I do get paid, though I get paid peanuts. Like, less than minimum wage. Yay internships.
Post by CalmYoTits on May 22, 2013 16:09:48 GMT -5
People are cool. After the mad scramble to stake out as much space for your camp as possible, offer your neighbours a beer - everyone is buzzing on a Sasquatch high and thus supremely friendly. Within 5 minutes of setting up our camp last year, we made friends that we hung out with all weekend. I'm sure exclusionist d-bags exist, but throw a rock in the campground and you'll hit like 18 friendly people...even despite being beaned by a flying rock.
Edit: I do not recommend throwing rocks in the campground. Please don't. No chicken's feet either, as was the trend last year. Just don't.
Last Edit: May 22, 2013 16:14:21 GMT -5 by CalmYoTits
I learned how to drive manual when I was 16! Manual drivers, unite!
Same! I mean, I wouldn't brag about my manual driving skills back then, and the number of times I stalled on major roadways is astounding (even for a 16 year old girl). But it comes with practice. Never going back.
Post by CalmYoTits on May 22, 2013 12:20:53 GMT -5
The downside of having an awesome Sasquatch travel buddy who doesn't have her license and doesn't know how to drive stick. She is excellent company though. Last year my Sasquatch playlist got into a Bon Iver rut and I was looking fall asleep at the wheel-y, she immediately put on some loud metal to wake me the fuck up.
Post by CalmYoTits on May 22, 2013 11:47:12 GMT -5
We're leaving promptly after work at 5pm today and starting the drive. We might stop over in Cranbrook for the night, or Coeur d'Alene depending on my Red Bull intake. If we end up staying in Cranbrook, saranater you are welcome to crash on our motel floor instead of your car, if you like. We're pretty cool people.
Post by CalmYoTits on May 21, 2013 15:49:57 GMT -5
Last year we lucked out and were camped near some people with a huge Jager flag - that definitely helped so this year we made our own. If you see a tie-dyed flag fashioned out of a cut-up pillow case that is advertising the presence of not one, but two s.assy betches, you should probably come say hello.
Post by CalmYoTits on May 21, 2013 13:42:32 GMT -5
Rusko is definitely the most bass drop trigger happy option, but there is no way in hell I'm missing the Postal Service just to flail to some womps. I will be saving my sticks for Walking on a Dream, it just feels right.