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June 18, 2005

Concerting

White Stripes tickets: purchased. And damn good ones, I might add. First row of the mezzanine. Not a single person blocking my 5'3" view. Oh yeah. Granted, last time I was close enough to tell that Jack White doesn't wear underwear and he veers severely to the left. But such closeness comes with a high pricetag. And that pricetag involves being used at a pummel horse by angry 14-year-old boys, one who wound up getting smacked in the face by me. I blame the pregnancy hormones. And speaking of 14-year-old boys ...

Weezer/Ben Folds tickets: procured. They're pretty good seats, too. I hadn't really planned on seeing Weezer this time around. I haven't listened to the new CD and I've heard some not-great reviews from people whose musical opinions I respect. But last time I saw Weezer in 2001, the entire row in front of us was filled with the geekiest little middle school boys I've ever seen. They were so happy, and having so much fun. It filled my heart with joy, seeing them so happy in light of getting their asses kicked daily at school. Because, let's face it, these boys were getting their asses kicked daily at school. I just wanted to bake homemade cookies for them and reassure them that even though they were dorky, they would be a-ok in the long run. And then, during "Surf Wax America", they went all Lord of the Flies and scared the crap out of me. Their shirts came off, the dancing turned frantic, and I was looking for the nearest emergency exit, because if they started painting their faces with bodily fluids, my ass was going to be gone. Do you think I'd pass up a chance to experience that again? Hardly.

Springsteen tickets: still figuring out the details. Have one week to finalize unusual concert-attendance plans.

U2 in Vegas - not until November. The ticket's a gift from my friend Kim, and I'll be going with some of my "Stonecutter" friends. Not only will I be seeing U2, but I'll be seeing them at a fabulous venue, but I'll be losing my Vegas virginity. That's right - I have never been to Vegas. And as if all that's not enough, Howie Mandel is also going to be performing at the same casino! Not that I have any desire to see him. I've just wanted to pop that goddamn glove for the past two decades. This might finally be my chance.

U2 in St. Louis - If I don't remember to pay her for my ticket Holley will send her thugs to kneecap me.

Black Keys - Totally forgot about them until Kara reminded me today. I like it when two people make a lot of noise, so count me in.

Posted by Robin at June 18, 2005 03:04 PM

Comments

ah, holley will soon break my kneecaps for that, too. :)

Posted by: kara at June 18, 2005 03:48 PM

Okay Mallory wants to live with you. I will sign the guardianship papers. Just don't come to me lookin' for bail money. For either of you.

Posted by: Lisa V at June 19, 2005 10:05 PM