A group of friends and I were in LA, driving to a mall where we were going to see a concert. The all female heavy-metal band “Kitty” was performing.
All of LA’s highways and parking lots were full of massive rubble piles the car had to swerve around. When we finally arrived at the mall, and parked, we traveled across a massive green field, with grass as high as our knees. One of the concert-goers had brought his pet wolf with him, and it bounded ahead as we talked abut the ins-and-outs of getting accepted into various higher education programs.
At the end of the field, we entered the concert hall. My t-shirt was torn and covered in green, so I removed it. A girl in the hall commented that I had nice shoulders, giving my ego and my desire to workout a boost.
Colin, Ben & I went to get refreshments from a Dunkin Donuts station before the concert started. I ordered an iced coffee. Unfortunately the man servicing the register was incompetent at his post. Ben had to show him how the electronic ordering machine worked. Once he finally figured out how to accept payment, he tore in half some of the bills that I would have received as change.
Colin noticed a stack of DVDs on the Dunkin Donuts counter and inquired about placing his own media for distribution there. The man knew nothing about how that process worked.
The group headed off to watch the concert, but I stayed behind. I was suddenly aware that I was in position of a small, 30 page book. The book had LED lights interwoven into the fabric of the pages. The lights blinked intermittently and I assumed there was meaning in the pattern. I discovered quite by accident that whoever held the book was able to pass through walls. This made the book very sought after, and I jumped through many walls in order to maintain possession of it. This caused me to not only miss the concert, but a movie my friend Greg went to see afterwards.
