The music there was techno in origin, but earsplitting in decibel range. Most of the musical art cars and camps have better sound systems then I’ve seen in most of the clubs in the small towns where I reside. The robot heart in fact has such a powerful system on it that when close to it, depending on your sense of smell and/or the acid you’ve imbibed, can give off a smell of intense electronics cooking. They were there in the smaller version of the robot heart, but their music was as loud and intense as ever.
We, my Frisco buddy and I, were feeling a might peckish so we headed out to the streets of Frisco and wandered till we found an ATM and a joint to eat at. There was food in the event but as we were starving and needed sustenance we decided on a tasty burger joint. Now something about Frisco I have to say and this may be a thing that restaurants do to look more chic or expensive or something but out of the three restaurants we went to only the burger joint had their menu where we could see it from outside, and here’s the kicker. They were the only ones that had prices on the menus. Now from a cheap mans point of view, and I am a cheap man I must say at least in some things that is, that is the worst possible idea a restaurant can have primarily because if I don’t at least see the prices and know I cant afford it I wont go in anyways. But I think that that may be the whole idea anyways. So we scarfed a few burgers and headed back to the party.
