I think it was because we were totally blatantly crashing this very dignified event. Vanessa wanted to ask John Adams whether he thought Britney Spears and Kevin Federline would withstand the test of time. Shannon wanted to ask why he was against freedom. I was so relieved that neither actually did.
Anyway, here's us with Adams:
We actually met a pretty nice young attorney there named Rebecca. She was oddly accepting of us and our juvenile behavior. After the lecture, we wandered around the convention center looking for other events to crash.
Here's us outside a uniform convention with a Star Wars theme....
They told us we couldn't go inside though, which sucked. And just made Vanessa want to go in even more. Thank goodness we were able to drag her out before she could get us 86'd.
Afterword we all had a nice meal at Peymon's Mediterranean Cafe. I think we're going to try and recruit that Rebecca girl into our cult. Err... I mean group.
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What do you mean you were so releaved that we didn't ask those questions? Whatevah.
By releaved I meant relieved.
What the hell is eating Brian's face???
Yeah, I gotta go back and fix that. That's the red-eye reducer tool in iPhoto going too far again.
I want to be in the cult. I like Kool-Aid.
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