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The absolute craziest thing just happened right now at a thrift store in the town near my farm.
I was at a local church thrift store with my mom looking for some spring shirts.
We were about to leave when something told me to wander over to a part of the store I don’t normally go in.
I walked up to the jacket rack and one of the jackets rea…
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Hey! I was at the Billy Joel Bonnaroo. It’s funny how the memories stay but the catalogue of shows you’ve been to is hard to keep in mental order. I’ve been to four Bonnaroos over the last 10-12 years and I’m constantly annoying people with “I saw them at Bonnaroo” but I can never remember which friends I was with when I saw them or which year it was.
My favorite Bonnaroo memory was happening upon a band called Jeff the Brotherhood and at some point the crowd (seemingly of their own accord and all at once) threw hot dogs at the band onto the stage. The crowd must have planned it and brought them into Centeroo if not into Bonnaroo entirely. Surreal.