Storytime with Weezer

I walked out to get some sun at about 3:48pm today and the security guard immediately motioned for me to come over to him. "You want in?" Hoping for the best, i said "Do I!" I slipped through a curtain and into the warehouse next door to find a row of security guards, but just beyond them was 75 people crammed onto a carpet sitting CrissCrossAppleSauce (when i was in kindergarten we called it indian style, but come to find out years later, there is no such thing as an Indian, but, and luckily, there is such a thing as Applesauce). Yeah, Weezer was rocking out. No, there were no cookies and milk. But there were stories from Weezer. Apparently, over the past week people have been calling Kevin and Bean trying to be caller 20 so they could get tickets (see full story here : http://weezer.com/news/default.aspx/nid/14054 ) . Ha, i just happened to work next to Weezer's garage.







Next time i bet there will be cookies and milk.