So I'm trying to finish up the blog here. I'm in Southern California now, typing on my parent's computer, (which has the worst keyboard in the entire world -- hmmmm, Christmas present idea??) but for the sake of geographical cohesiveness, will just ignore the fact that I am now back in the U.S.
Almost every night, I stopped and pictures of this building, which turned out to be real estate office. The panels cycled through several colors, some faster than others, and I must have taken pictures of it 60 times trying to catch the orange. I finally got it -- ITC took a picture of me staring at it transfixed, as I really almost couldn't walk by it each night without stopping. What can I say, I am easily fascinated. This was on the way to see the Magic Numbers at NASA -- I think I like their personality more than their music. Except for their cover of Beyonce's "Crazy
Almost every night, I stopped and pictures of this building, which turned out to be real estate office. The panels cycled through several colors, some faster than others, and I must have taken pictures of it 60 times trying to catch the orange. I finally got it -- ITC took a picture of me staring at it transfixed, as I really almost couldn't walk by it each night without stopping. What can I say, I am easily fascinated. This was on the way to see the Magic Numbers at NASA -- I think I like their personality more than their music. Except for their cover of Beyonce's "Crazy
in Love." Which they didn't play, but they did throw a cover of "Running Up That Hill" in there.
The building next door to it is the post office, which had bands playing in its basement during the festival.
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