I drooled all over Andy’s car …

But with good reason!  Because this past Saturday Quinn, Andy and I (after only having known each other for a couple weeks) packed up together and headed down to New York City to attend the Plug Awards for independent music.  It was wild … so much passion for music, such an incredible vibe if independence and pop retaliation … such style and rebellion.  The Plug awards pull at the heartstrings of indie music because … well, like David Cross said … there aren’t really any awards.  It’s just a big, bad arse, concert / comedy show / behind the music / iPod dance off.  And NOTHING was cuter than seeing Quinn chatting it up with one of his musical heroes Stephen Malkmus (little help here) from the band Pavement.  I mean I thought I got excited about Christmas … I was nervous he might pee his pants a little … but he held it together.

We shot some great footage, we met some cool bands, we got the word out about ourstage, we hung out with the phenomenal guys from Paste Magazine (without which I wouldn’t have been able to get in at all) and we were in and out of the city in less than 24 hours!  So on the way back (after Quinn got us lost for the second time … in the Bronx … cause “he’s from New York and knows the shortcuts” … ha ha love you Quinn) … yeah, so on the way back … I was freakin exhausted … and passed out in the back … and when I’m tired and I sleep my jaw relaxes … my mouth opens … and I occasionally drool a little … and sometimes, I get really relaxed … and I drool a lot … and so I was, and so I did and Andy’s car hasn’t been the same since.

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