Hard Core

Yesterday, we took a walk down to our new apartment to ogle it lasciviously and check out the parking scene. Little did we know that the venue two buildings down was playing host to Death Fest 2009, which is touted as the most fabulous extreme metal festival on the continent.

Since our plans for the weekend included playing croquet at a Victorian lawn party, a raucous game of scrabble, and plenty of Elton John, I have no doubt that we'll fit seamlessly into the cultural fabric of our new neighborhood. That, and I f*cking love Pantera.