Dear Jesus, give me my fucking money back

Last night was no joke. I got home from work and decided it'd be a perfect opportunity to play guitar in my underpants with my windows open. I hope it didn't distract the guy in the building across as he tried to read The Red Badge of Courage. Then I grabbed a few chicken strips from 7/11 and headed out to see Audra Mae play again and she was amazing! Can't wait to hear her new record. She expressed being a fan of "Police Me" and it made me smile. I saw two gay guys beat the shit out of a couple of frat dudes that were acting foul out in the street. How awesome is that? It was the first fight I've seen since moving to LA. If that's not punk rock, what is? And to all the people who have "been to LA" (aka the Sunset Strip and Rodeo Dr) and knock it because they think it's lame, well put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Ended up at Public House after to learn a thing or two about a new castle! Then...Good Morning!!!!!

My car got locked in a public parking valet lot that is owned by a Church. It closed at Midnight. Fucking midnight? On a Thursday night on Vermont? And of course when I got to the locked gate I was then able to read the clear instructions on how not to fuck up, which were not in plain site last night. Fuckers.

So I go up to retrieve my Ford Escort with the pointless spoiler, and I realize I have no money. No problem, ATM machine right across the street. I go to take out cash, no ATM card in my wallet. I had left it with the bartender at Public House. At this point I'm officially starring in an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm, except I'm passive and sarcastic instead of nebbishy, and I'm notably younger and poorer than Larry David. So next I scoot down to PH and it's closed until 3pm. So I head back to the lot and the booger who works there gets all aggro with me before I even try to get him to give me a break. If I was gay I would've punched his sorry face.

But needless to say I figured it out and gave him a $12 dollar tip anyway. He was so confused. He was so torn between "I'm so sorry" and "Thanks man!" I just very sincerely thanked him for helping me out. We tip people all the time for doing something well. I tipped him for being a dick. He is perfect at being a dick. Cheers bud!

Now I'm gearing up for band practice and sushi tonight. It's the weekend! Let's do this!!! Danny