2002-11-12 - 2:40 p.m.
Enh�a another list (thanks to Dee Dee). Why not though, I like em, cause in a year or more you can go back and look at it and get an Idea of what your life was like at the time. So�I guess we shall see if I feel the same way in a year�or more.
1. IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE? The Country.
2. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF CLOTHING? My Bruins Hat
3. FAVORITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX? Eyes/Hair�Though I do like Breasts as well.
4. WHAT'S THE LAST CD THAT YOU BOUGHT? Eve 6, No Doubt, Dave Matthews, Fishbone, and Beck.
5. FAVORITE PLACE TO BE? Up Country.
6. WHERE'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE PLACE TO BE? Traffic
7. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE MASSAGED? Back and Feet
8. WHAT'S MORE IMPORTANT, STRONG MIND OR STRONG BODY? Mind
9. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? 6:30/7:00
10. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE? Wok
11. WHAT MAKES YOU ANGRY? Stupidity, apathy, and egocentrism.
12. IF YOU COULD PLAY ANY INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Piano�or Electric Bass
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR? Green
14. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV? Sports Car�SUV�s are glorified Station Wagons
15. DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE? yes
16. FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK? Beatrix Potter stories�Peter Rabbit, Jeremy Fisher�etc.
17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? Fall
18. WHAT'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE HOUSEHOLD CHORE? Folding Clothes
19. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE? To fly.
20. IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT? Tribal (Haida) Bear on my left arm�and more to come1
21. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Poorly
22. THE ONE PERSON FROM THE PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK WITH. Jesus�or any of his disciples.
23. WHAT IS IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR? A Power Kite
24. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SUSHI OR HAMBURGER? Sushi
25. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLOWER? Iris
26. WHAT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY? September 14th
27. WHAT HAS CHANGED THE MOST ABOUT YOU IN THE LAST 20 YEARS? I am wiser�
28. WHO HAS BEEN THE BIGGEST INFLUENCE ON YOUR LIFE? My Uncle
29. WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? What doesn�t? I am an easy going guy, who finds humor in many things� Oddly enough though, most comedians don�t make me laugh. They may get a smile, or a giggle�but rarely do they make me laugh.
In other news�I seem to be having no end of car troubles lately. Ugh�The radiator on the Jeep exploded yesterday. Fortunately I did not get stranded. So the Jeep is at home with a dead cooling system, the SHO is at the Garage�with a smashed window and a shot clutch. Ugh�I guess tomorrow I am going to have to take off from work and try to get something fixed. I hate having to take vacation time for this sort of thing. I would much rather use it to take a trip or something.
I also went to see Saliva in concert last night at the Boathouse. What a fantastic Concert! Lots of energy, loud music (my ears are still ringing), plenty of FANTASTIC lookin girlies�what more could you ask for?
I�ll tell ya though, going was beginning to look a bit bleak for me. Everyone that I had talked to about going had bailed on me. Ya know�it was too late, it was a Monday, I have work to do, some legit excuses, some not quite so�and of course coupling that with the Jeep breaking, meant I almost didn�t go either. But Ya know, I am glad I did�even if it was by myself.
So here I am at the boathouse, which is a standing only type of venue, with concrete floors that get slick as goose shit when covered with beer. There is the under 21 section and the �Beer Garden�. I opted for the Beer garden. I really didn�t want to be surrounded by a bunch of young teens. And man was there a bunch of em. But that was fine, cause the Beer Garden was full of good-looking women�and I knew they were all over 21, well that, and there was beer there.
So the show started with a band called Theory of a Dead Man. Good group and good music even though I didn�t know any of their songs. Following that was Audiovent. They�well were less than spectacular. But I am not sure that it was their entire fault. They had a REALLY bad soundman. Then Saliva came out on stage, and all I can say is wow�what a fuckin show. The energy of the band, the crowed�just everything. It was rockin.
By the time the second group had finally gotten on stage and began playing (they took about 35 minutes to set up and go through their sound checks) I had I managed to get myself up pretty close to the stage, bout 5 or so people back. This of course meant that I had a great view. But I tell ya, I paid the price for it, it was PACKED up there! Fortunately for me though, it was mostly amazingly hot girlies. So when the music started, it was all boobs and ass grinding against me, arms and hair and sweat and beer (it was a total guy dream come true) and we were all there for the same reason�for the music and to have a good time. They were digging it, I was digging it, and no one cared who you were, we were all there to have fun, and there was no such thing as personal space, or modesty in that press. But then things started to turn ugly.
Now let me start by saying that I wasn�t looking for a fight, but then, I wasn't looking to avoid one either. Guess I was a bit frustrated by all my bad CARma lately.
By the time Saliva had finished their first song, this butt monkey in front of me started betting VERY busy with these 2 girlies. It was all titties and face sucking and groping and hand jobs�which is fine with me, as long as it didn�t interfere with me and my show experience. But as it was, he kept stumbling into/over me, grunting and groping me while trying to grope his girlies (did I mention that it was really crowded where I was?). Needless to say I got tired of this REAL fast. So real politely I asked the fellah to watch himself. He responded to this by glaring at me and grabbing one of the girlies breasts. So a lot more forcefully, I told boyo...�Hey! You need to fuckin take a bit of care for those around you! I don�t give a shit if this girlie is tuggin on your cock or not! But you need to stay the fuck off me!� His response was a simple fuck you. So what did I do...I grinned at him and said the �Fellah, I�m gonna give you one more chance to rethink that decision before I fuckin kick Lilly Ass!� He looked me up and down...said sorry and moved away a bit...and went back to his girlies and his lovin (good choice really. If I had to choose between lovin and fightin, I would choose lovin every time too). So once again I had a clear view of the stage, and no dude stumbling all over me. Then girlie number one (who was all busy just a moment before with Mr. Butt Monkey) decided she was finished with him and wanted to move on�on to me. And in the blink of an eye she was all grinding up against me, grabbing my package and trying to pull my head down to hers. Needless to say I was a bit surprised�but I thought enh WTF why not? This could be fun. Then I quite thinking with my bits and got smart again. All I could think of was how many kind of cooties has this chick had managed to pick up bouncing from one dude to another tonight�or anywhere else for that matter. So I did what any good red-blooded American guy would do. I passed her to the guy next to me...and told him to have fun. I think he really appreciated it, and the girlie didn�t seem to care. So with both of them happy, I went back to the music. A bit frustrated�but happy.
The next thing to happen was a girl near me was suddenly hefted up for a little crowed surfing. I am not sure if she went willingly or not. But when all was said and done, I bet she wished she hadn�t let it happen. The fuckers who were passing her about, groping her and trying to pull her clothes off managed to drop her on one of the railings surrounding the Beer Garden�on her back. She then flipped the over the railing landed head first on the concrete floor. Stupid shits...I guess she was ok. She got up slowly with Security�s help and was escorted to a more subdued area. I didn�t see her anymore that night.
We were about half way through the set when I lost my temper. Serious pushing and shoving from behind us had begun. And the source of this bullshit was a group of big ole mullet wearing rednecks that had decided they wanted to be closer to the front of the stage. So they had begun to shove aside and knock down anyone who got in their way. At this point I got violent. One of these Shit faced rednecks came barreling through the crowed trying to get to catch up with his buddies. And as a result of his actions I got not one but 2 beers spilled on me and a cigarette burn on my arm. Now I could have ignored this�and went back to the music, but then he went too far. He knocked down this cute little (and I mean little, she couldn�t have been more than 5�4� and 120 pounds) honey next to me and proceeded to walk/climb over her in his quest to get closer to the front. And I was his next obstacle, so as he tried to knock me aside I fore armed (well it was more like a swung elbow) him in the face...hard�really hard (Byron would have been proud). And that was that. He fell down, and then quickly disappeared back into the crowed. Stupid fucker... I then helped girl he knocked down up off the floor (cause no one else had yet) and made sure she was ok. And when she was back on her feet, I was rewarded with a big ole kiss. How cool is that. Unfortunalty for me, her boyfriend showed up just then, and of course he wanted to know why she was kissing me, (I so knew this was going to end poorly for the Bear) but before I could say anything, she quickly told him what had happened. He smiled at me, said thanks for looking out for his fianc�e, and he bought me a beer. For the rest of the night the 3 of us had a grand ole time. Hehehehe. I guess sometimes, the good guys do win.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. Like I said the music was fantastic, very loud, and the place was really energized. I met some great folks�who I am sure I will never see again. Geeked out about tattoos with some of the ladies there (I saw some fantastic ink�and everyone REALLY liked mine�hehehehe.) and then drug myself home, and fell asleep almost as soon as I hit the bed.
It was a good night�a very good night. Yall really should have been there.
So today I learned that you should never be afraid to go and do something by yourself�Just cause your friends may have bailed on ya, you shouldn�t punish yourself by not going out and doing whatever it was you had planned. Who knows, you might have a really rockin good time�that is if you let yourself.
What have you learned today?
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