Daily Journal 2/14

Out of the dark we came, into the storm where lightning constantly rained down and it was too dangerous for us to stay out there long, and we couldn't get back in to that place of darkness. We heard a squeal coming from another building that looked like it was covered in darkness. When we entered, the place had a bad reek of cigarette smoke and alcohol, and we heardmore squeals getting all excited from the music that was playing. That's when we noticed a lot of women going crazy over an awesome and crafty trumpet player who seemed to be quite the ladie's man. So we decided to stay to have a few drinks and listen to the great trumpet music and do our best to ignore all that stupid squealing and cheering of all those women.