Ultra Violet Astronomy

U.V.A. is a band out of Brooklyn that we recently spent hours in traffic going to see. My girlfriend and I sat in the back of our friends family truckster where car seats usually are. I had dirty napkin pieces stuck to my hand and the Muppet "Animal" staring at my vagina. It felt like home.
No a/c in the car during a heat wave is much like making out with someone with a cleft pallet.. it just doesn't work. We were soaked with sweat and I think some guy pissed off an overpass into/onto the car because a warm vinegar liquid went in my mouth and coated the windshield.
The piss was nothing that Dixon Place and a little luke warm bourbon and PBR couldn't handle, it was the f*cking band that couldn't be dealt with. U.V.A. consists of two individuals one of which had terrible hair, skin tight black ankle hugger jeans and black pumps to boot! It was like 1984, and anyone who lived through the 80s knows its best to leave them..IN THE PAST! As I watched her dance completely off key I thought could anything be worse then this?? And then I overheard that the 6 month old baby behind me (yes in a bar/concert) was named "Kool" like the cigarettes.. Really people?
We bolted like a whore in church when it ended.. long ride home.. arrived at around 4am exhausted, but our night was not over. The stench of stomach acid and crap stung our faces as we came in the house. Our dog had sh*t 14 gallons of pea soup sh*t EVERYWHERE. I made the fateful mistake of attempting to clean up his crate with only the hall light on. I reached in and could feel the chunks rise as I grabbed his bed and felt the sh*t climb up past my wrists. Lucky I have short finger nails!