...Since I went to Michigan. My first real vacation and I spent 89% of it under the influence. Which isn't saying that Michigan is so unbearable that I had to drink but rather, it was so easy to roll out of bed at noon, have a drink with lunch, and just wander around Grand Rapids (which is probably one of the cutest, cleanest, friendliest cities, ever).
In the past two years my dear friend Loren has gone from living in his Dad's house in Lansing, to Grand Rapids, to Chicago, to Bowling Green, to Nashville, down to Florida, then New Orleans. He's in LA now, recording his second album and I couldn't be more proud of him.
Loren's pretentious website
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