i met a man named michaelangelo  3 times on saturday night and sunday morning and sunday night that is so insanely awesome. really crazy stories that i don't really need to share on here to keep the stories special you know. the waitress at the restaurant in greenpoint saw my debit card from the tiny westford credit union and asked me where its from. i said somewhere tiny and fucked up in massachusetts. she says me too i'm from westford....i say you're fucking kidding. i'm from westford and we just kind of look at each other. and then when she brings us our cards back she's brought us two glasses of champagne and says "go grey ghosts". she graduated in 2007. another one of those moments.