Mellow, it's so mellow

It began with a visit to the coop on Friday after work. Just going through my usual hen maintenance, I found, peaking out of their private room, two small eggs! Finally, the hens are laying! They were perfect eggs too...I had read to expect some problems but they looked perfect and they tasted like yummy fresh eggs.
This weekend I also got to see The Dead Milkmen reunite at Fun Fun Fun Fest. They did not disappoint. My friends and I wanted to be up front but settled for mid ground with almost a foot of space around us. Once they started with Punk Rock Girl a huge wave of aggroslamdancers surged forward leaving me tangled in a bed of deadly elbows and toxic pits then I saw my best friend sail by in front of me, sideways, telling me to be careful. The survival instinct kicked in (literally) and we dug our way out of the flesh heap fast. We were naive to think that we could pogo that close (which really wasn't too close) to the stage. We left feeling revived and 18 again except for the fact that we couldn't make it in the mosh pit this time.