Stomach Ache

I went to a weird thing the other night. People kept saying it was a techno party. I don,t know what that means, and it does,t really seem like an appropriate term for the event, but whatever. I guess there was techno blaring, but it certainly was not a party. Parties are supposed to be fun and visible. This was bizarre and it was almost impossible to see.

It was at a Mexican restaurant that I had never been to before. All of the lights were off except for industrial strength lasers that were aimed directly at eye level. Also, the entire building was filled with a thick, noxious smoke. I don,t know if that is normal for that particular restaurant, maybe that,s part of their deal - you eat tamales while shrouded in mysterious gas, but it made seeing anything other than the dangerous lasers extremely difficult.

New Edition - New Edition Occasionally, I would see a bewildered, sweating form emerge from the churning sea of smoke and struggle for breath before quickly disappearing back into the abyss. It was terrifying. I have no idea how many people were in there with me. I have no idea how many of them died.

I didn,t stay at the techno party very long. It was all a bit too loud and disorienting for me. I groped around for a little while and found a broken piano that I tried to play to steady my nerves, but that proved to be ineffective. In the distance, I saw the faint outline of an open door and I rushed to it. Outside, the air was wet and clean. I am still coughing up worryingly colored phlegm.

Burning My Clothes

I have to write a thing for work about all the cool places around town. I have lived here for over three years and I have no idea what is around here. All I ever do is sit in my cold apartment and eat pasta. I could not think about a single real attraction to write about. I almost wrote about a spot on the road where you could sit and people wouldn,t bother you. I thought that would get me a big fat ,,You are fired,, though. Here are the three places I wrote about.

Henry,s Bar
I don,t know if the drinks are any good. I haven,t tried them. They appear to be around the average price, or just below, for alcoholic drinks at a bar. I do know that it is usually pretty empty and almost completely silent. Sometimes they will have NASCAR playing on a large, gaudy television set with the sound turned off. The people that I have seen there are usually middle aged or seniors that look sad or very drunk. The first time I went there, a man told me about how his wife died and how the Eiffel Tower is surrounded by trash and homeless people. This is my favorite bar.

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Capital Park Café
This is a small, inexpensive restaurant that is adjacent to Henry,s Bar. They share a restroom. The food here is okay. It is generally frequented by seniors. The staff is often unfriendly and the service is sometimes slow but not all the time. I have heard that the coffee is very good. I usually purchase the grilled cheese sandwich with French fries. It is extremely inexpensive. The quality matches the price. Once, there was a big piece of lemon peel grilled into the sandwich. There is an old, stained picture of Sacramento hanging on the wall that I look at sometimes.

Blue Diamond Almond Growers
This is a factory where almonds are processed for the Blue Diamond® Growers. It is a large industrial building with very few windows and a lot of machinery and truck traffic. There is a small gift shop where you can sample different flavored almonds and purchase almond and nut based products. Every month they feature a different flavor at a discounted price. Near the gift shop there is a small television with a few rows of chairs set up. Upon request, an educational video can be shown to give the viewer a better understanding of the Blue Diamond® Growers history and day to day procedures. Tours are not given.