adventures on the coast
on friday, nick bott and i went to santa barbara in search of one trent wiesen. at the time, of course, we didn’t realize that our search would be futile. we were naive, overly sanguine–as youths such as ourselves are wont to be. trent, a friend of ours, had invited us to road trip down to his place (a 5 hour trip) for the weekend. the invitation happened some time ago (to our eventual frustration), but only on wednesday night did we decide to accept it; i rented a buick regal from enterprise and we planned our drive for late friday evening. friday evening came quickly, and nick and i made our preparations. sooner or later one of us realized that we needed to call trent and let him know we were coming down. i called his house 3 times that night, with nothing but the answering machine: “hello, you’ve reached the wiesens, please leave a message. beep”. ...