Last Wednesday, my friend Sam calls me around two in the afternoon. He wants me to drive up to Brooklyn with him for a Stellastarr show. Now, Sam and I are both in our early 30's. We both have full-time jobs, own homes, and are raising kids. Which means it's been a while since either of us has driven to Brooklyn on a moment's notice, on a work night, to catch a show. We both thought it was a bad idea, but we were both giddy with the fun of it.
So we do it. My wife Erica and her friend Becky come with us. We leave our house about 7PM. The show is at 8:30PM. It takes two hours to get to Brooklyn from my house.
