So, two things:
1. Drunk people suck! Seriously. I hang out with a lot of people that drink. Lots. Never have I hung out with the belligerently drunk until this 4th of July. Not my thing really. I don't have "baby sitter for drunk people" on my resume, and I'm not really planning to put it there. I find it weird, the culture surrounding it, where everybody else around acts like there's totally nothing wrong with it. He's drunk, that's just how it is. I don't drink. I don't plan on ever drinking. Now, I can totally understand my dedication to this decision.
2. I've been got. Caifornia has finally converted me. I went out and bought a pair of flip flops. I don't know that I wanted to, but I was tired of looking like an out-of-towner. Hippies in Santa Cruz kept trying to steal my wallet and what not, it was not cool. Now that I have them, I believe that I'm obligated to wear them well into november at anything short of a formal dinner, a first date, or religious event (and honestly the first date rule is probably optional). So, so far I've taken up yoga, tried to be vegetarian (that didn't really go far), and bought flip flops. Quick, someon stop me before I try to climb a rock.