|You're enough for the rest of my life..
||[Oct. 3rd, 2007|10:55 am]
whisper words of wisdom, let it be
|||||Thinking of You-Hanson||]|
Hope and I left Rockwall at 4:15, and didn't even make it to HOB until 6:40. We accidentally exited 75 instead of 45, and somehow during all of that we wound up on South Lamar St. In the ghetto. I saw some random black dude in a wheelchair, rolling accross an intersection, and I witnessed someone get rear-ended.THEN we wound up in the parking-lot of a fucking hooker-car wash, where on the side of the building there's this painting of a half naked black woman with a voice bubble that says, "there's no touch like a woman's touch." *shudder* THEN we almost got in a three-car-wreck. We would've been the middle car, and that would've sucked balls, because I love my Jeep very much.
We eventually called Hope's dad, and he got us to downtown from memory. I told Hope that I was really glad this was Hanson and not some other band, because otherwise I would've given up. Lol.
The show was amazing! I wish they had played Fire on The Mountain; but they coverd Oh, Darling! by The Beatles, so I was happy. As a matter of fact, I was so happy that I started dancing around very fast, tripped over my own two feet and wound up right on my ass, lmao.During the beginning of the acoustic set-list, I could see all three of them perfectly...until some really tall guy decided to stand RIGHT where Zac was (during Go, of all songs :( ) and I was like "MOOOVE!" (as if he could've heard me, lol) It scared rueishness to death. I'd liketo apologize to her for that one more time. And say thank you for at least trying to save our spots; I'm sorry you got trampled, that was lame. Some girl was nice enough to make them move over, and I got my spot back. But I'm glad we moved to the back. We could still see perfectly fine.
I got pictures and stuff, but I'm not sure how good the ones from the show are. I bought a throw-away camera, because if they'd taken my digital camera I would've been pissed. Anyway, I'm going to take them to Wal-Mart later, so We'll see; if they're even remotely good I'll post them.
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There was this drunk old lady in the balcony flailing her boobies around and shit during the whole show. Hope and Will kept laughing at her, and not paying any attention to the guys. I watched her a couple of times, as well; it was rather amusing.
On a side-note, I think it's amazing how much Taylor has us all wrapped around his piano-
P.S. Hanson needs to pick better opening bands, because Locksley SUCKED.
My pictures kind of suck, but the one of me and rueishness is hilarious: I look like a crack-head. I did get one decent picture of the guys, though. :)
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