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"you're like one of those pigs that goes out and finds truffles," my friend mary kate commented regarding my trip to california from maryland to watch 3 semi-secret shows of the east bay punk band pinhead gunpowder.
hey, when you're a fan you're plugged in--
i had the most outrageous time: from getting scratched in the head by a rabid green day-hater to paying a some homeless dude $5, three doughnuts and a coke to keep an eye on my sweet p.t. rental...
not to mention the shows~