The story of how I climbed thru your window at 4:00 AM.

My most recently blog-able escapades involve another one of the incredible saturdays that I've been having as of late. As a forward it should be noted that I lost use of my phone last monday (4/14) to unknown technological issues. This has not resulted in total immersion into the void, only a brief engagement into social-voidom.

Friday:
Nevertheless, along with windfall, hawkeye, and cnaeus, I managed to make it up to lehigh for friday evening. Here is a brief list of things about the trip:

• NO long car ride there
• NO automobile break downs
• NO visit to Grue Village
• NO overnights in a sorority house
• NO one got on the bus (or had a need to)
• I did develop a strange affliction to the sound of bells
  

We ventured home that evening and arrived at the graveyard at approximately 3:00AM

Saturday:
After breakfast windfall, hawkeye and myself drove cnaeus' car (sans cnaeus) to sojo and went to the gym.
I split ways with them, as I was planning on going to a friend's house for a small social gathering atop her roof. Earlier in the week windfall and I recorded a mix for her as I thought it would make a birthday gift for her (i hope she likes it :) ). You can download it here. Arriving to the event provided some challenge as I had no way of contacting her from the ground below. Luckily people still have doorbells.
The evening was quite entertaining. But the most memorable moment at the house was when one of the "guests" mentioned how he recently meet a "girl" on second life and was drive to a midpoint destination, the capital to meet her the following weekend. And by recently meet her I mean he joined four days prior and liked her avatar. Internet social networking thats not grounded IRL is bizarre.
After a call to windfall from a pay-phone, g&t's in the park, and several beers I left with my friend to attend an Acid house and electro night in East Germany (Del Ave). This was on par with my previous experience at the same location (you can read about that here).

Madness:
I had known that this night might not have the same vibe that was laid out during the time I had seen daniel bell there but I certainly couldn't have predicted this. Intially, upon entering there were a total of 6 people in the main room (a door man, two djs, an unnecessary sound engineer, and two floor-standers. There may have been more as the occasional inoculated-european-lost-in-philadelphia-dance- zombie did meander in and out.)
We sat in the corner of the room which was only lit this time by the occasional sliver of moonlight the snuck in through the window and some sort of psychedelic light emanating from beneath the dj table. We drank pinters of PBR and listened to some incredible acid house and later house music about house music.

I tried again to contact windfall with no avail. And upon returning to the main room I notice that quite the crowd had built up. Then out of seemingly nowhere, a young woman showed up with not one.....not two...... not three..... but four hula hoops! And after situating three of them she fiddled around with the one until it started to shed a four colored led ophthalmic bonanza.

At this point we fully embraced the dance floor. This carried on until approximately 3:30AM. After driving my friend home, I decide I would stay at the graveyard (not realizing what time it was). I tried ringing and knocking on the door for about 15 minutes or so and then had an idea. I walked over to the ledge where I climbed up before and attempted to get grip. Well, that didn't work so well at first. Eventually I Stalloned my way up to the roof. Luckily your window was opened and I landed softly on your bed.