kinda gives me flashbacks to being high as shit walking around with friends and finding well-lit signage at night time to be so intense and vibrant that it registered as surreal.

the primo move was a pint of ben & jerry's whatever and flamin' hot cheetos. if that wasn't possible, at least something from the sweet group and something from the salt group. then back to the camping chairs in the detached garage to the task of being kings of all creation.