I planked on some art. Woo.
My aunt decided to support my planking. She chose this one.
I really need a planking-outing. I haven’t done any in a while.
This is Vince. He partook in a piano duel at Bar 145. Phenomenal place. Phenomenal piano player. Generally great guy, actually, from my brief experience with him. He’s on his way to Cincinnati for another show as I type this. If you ever get a chance to see him or meet him, go for it. But don’t buy him drinks - he’s a lightweight :P On the other hand, maybe you should… he did a really impressive handstand to prove his sobriety.
http://www.youtube.com/user/VinceOrlandi
Check, ch-check, check him out.
He’s also featured in three of our drunk vlogs. Lol. Keely (GiveCuriousityFreedom) and I are getting ambitious! Three vlogs every time we get drunk. Lol.
Okay, there’s a story behind this one.
http://toghs.org/2008/05/03/gibbs-road-bridge/
There are a ton of stories of deaths that happened at this bridge. None are confirmed. I have never been able to find anything in past news or county records. The most common story is that a car full of teens got into an accident on the bridge and died. Myth states that if you park on the bridge, turn off your car, and put your keys on top of your car, you’ll see either a man or vehicle coming toward you. I’ve heard both versions - have never been dumb enough to stop my car with headlights off on a narrow bridge at night though. Ha.
What I do know is that nothing feels remotely okay about being on the bridge. Call it superstitious, but I legitimately hate being on it. Strangely, it’s worse to be on in in a vehicle than on foot. Chills are prevalent.
Odd side note: every time I layed down on the bridge, the wind would pick up. In case you think stuff like that is weird. I was a little freaked out.
