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It Was Not Pretty.
20 Jan
Last year, over Memorial Day weekend, I attended The Sasquatch Festival at the Gorge Ampitheatre in the central Washington desert. I prefer to call it by its alternate name: “The Worst Concert Of My Entire Adult Life.” Much as the victim of childhood trauma will suppress the memories as a coping mechanism, so had I mercifully managed to forget much of that dark, dark time.
That is, until Tom rehashed the entire, wretched weekend in minute detail.
Thanks ever so much, Tom.
