Spring break & broken car windows,

Spring break was a little too Rock & Roll – we tore Davie up.

Last night I went to Bayside with John XIV… Chili’s, cameltoe, Ashlee Simpson, Mexican punk rockers, and fireworks that were a little too close for comfort.

Of course my car battery died in Riverside at like 1:30am. Riverside is this mostly abandoned area near downtown Miami. The homeless/crack district. John XIV and I walk the half mile to my mother’s house and by the time we get back a crackhead is in my car. He had kicked in the back window and was looking for change in my console.

My mother (who had just come home from going out) jumped out of her car and started cussing out the crackhead. “Get da FUCK out of that car! What the FUCK are you doing!?”

It was priceless.

He was terrified but left after 10 minutes. It took us about ten minutes to reach 911 with three cellphones because the operators were too busy due to the concert downtown and regular Miami Saturday-night badassness. Cops came eventually, car was jumped but of course the car dies again in Little Havana… John XIV and I have a mini-adventure there… tow truck comes about 4:30am… he had to go to work at 6am. Heh. Unholler.

Making John XIV miserable at work was my hobby during spring break… saw some movies, was in downtown/Little Havana everyday. Fish with Christy in West Little Havana… tripping around FIU… Kendall, more movies than necessary… the Morgue, Davie… etc. Good Spring Break, but yeah. A little too Rock & Roll…