Sunday, December 12, 2004
1) My friend Brad is getting ready to PCS, and I'm driving him to the airport. It's early morning, and still dark outside. He's wearing his blues, for some reason. We're driving to the airport, and I want him to hear the new Interpol album, so I pull over to the side of the road so I can find it on my iPod. We stop at a convenience store so he can get coffee. While we're there, he loosens his tie and starts doing this funny dance.