Derby day with no Derby, I didn't even know who was running in it. I made a point not to find out seeing as how it didn't matter, we were going to go see Garbage. Divineorgana got here, and him Valkyrie, and I took off to Cinci. Garbage was playing in Covington, but Val had to get a hole poked in her. Acme peircing co. in Cinci is the best peircing shop I have ever been in. Very clean, and the guys that work in there are awesome. The guy that runs the place, I think his name was Kaden, was awesome. He had a collection of Bruce Campbell things, and Joker things. He talked just like Bruce though, it was uncanny. He even kinda looked like he could be Bruce's long lost brother. Hey they are both from Ohio?
If i ever get anythin done, that is the shop I will go to.
On our way to the Madison (the venue) we ventured through some pretty not so good parts of town. Hell I'll say it, we go lost. as we turned one corner there was a young urban you just standing on the corner with his pants down. the is the conversation that insued.
Me: I don't know what he is doing, but his pants are down
Val: My window is down
Urban Youth: Hey
(as we start driving away to the next corner, not even a block away)
Val: They're going to kill us all.
Me: And your window is still down
(as a porch full of angry faces looks our direction)
Funny now, not so much then. As we were making our get away there was just some kid standing in the middle of the street trying to figure out his overy complicated pants, as he looks up at us, as if to say "I aint move'en"
Crazy shit, we get to the Madison, and we suffer through the first band, who i won't bother to mention, because they were fucking clown shoes. The whole time though there was this guy beside of us drunk out of his mind, drinking from a Flask, and screaming like he was there to see David Allen Coe. He was annoying everyone around him, but i will get back to him. Before Garbage takes the stage, after we stood there for an hour, suffered through the first band, not to mention stood outside for a good 30 minutes, we were two people back from the stage, and ready for the show. This fat bitch comes out of no where, and plows herself in front of Val, among other people. The guy she was with was a dick too. No one around us was happy, and they all let the bitch no, as to which she replied "It's a rock show, get over it". Then she proceeded to hold her cell phone up where anyone with eyes could see she was typing "these people are assholes." Fuck her, we put in our time, we suffered through the opening band, and put up with the drunk guy next to us. Val muscled her out. The bitch didn't even say anything, she just left. Then the drunk guy just started jumpiing all over the place, and using me for support, so i pushed him off of me. He then wanted a high five, to which I replied, "I'm not your friend"
He left me a lone for a second or two, and then started leaning on me again, I turned to him, and before i could say or do anything Val grabbed my hand, and pulled me back into a state of calm. Which was a good thing seeing as how we didn't know where the police station was.
The thing that made it all worth it though was at one point in the show when Shirley was singing right in front of use she looked me dead in the eyes. Now i know she didn't mean anything by it, and she probably does it to a hundred people a night, but for that one moment i was eye to eye, and only about 5 feet away from Shirley.
All in all it was a good night, and we have a ton of stories now.
Mothers day Val, and I took our mothers to what i would call an Upscale place. It was a nice place, but i must admit I felt a little out of place. On the way out to my car I noticed an old model Volvo parked across from us. It had an SG sticker on the back of it. Val and I both got excited. Here we were leaving a yaht club, and here was another SG lover. We scribbled our names on a few stickers i had in my pocket, and left them on her door. I say her because i saw a bikini drying in the front seat. So if you are out there Volvo girl, hello.
If i ever get anythin done, that is the shop I will go to.
On our way to the Madison (the venue) we ventured through some pretty not so good parts of town. Hell I'll say it, we go lost. as we turned one corner there was a young urban you just standing on the corner with his pants down. the is the conversation that insued.
Me: I don't know what he is doing, but his pants are down
Val: My window is down
Urban Youth: Hey
(as we start driving away to the next corner, not even a block away)
Val: They're going to kill us all.
Me: And your window is still down
(as a porch full of angry faces looks our direction)
Funny now, not so much then. As we were making our get away there was just some kid standing in the middle of the street trying to figure out his overy complicated pants, as he looks up at us, as if to say "I aint move'en"
Crazy shit, we get to the Madison, and we suffer through the first band, who i won't bother to mention, because they were fucking clown shoes. The whole time though there was this guy beside of us drunk out of his mind, drinking from a Flask, and screaming like he was there to see David Allen Coe. He was annoying everyone around him, but i will get back to him. Before Garbage takes the stage, after we stood there for an hour, suffered through the first band, not to mention stood outside for a good 30 minutes, we were two people back from the stage, and ready for the show. This fat bitch comes out of no where, and plows herself in front of Val, among other people. The guy she was with was a dick too. No one around us was happy, and they all let the bitch no, as to which she replied "It's a rock show, get over it". Then she proceeded to hold her cell phone up where anyone with eyes could see she was typing "these people are assholes." Fuck her, we put in our time, we suffered through the opening band, and put up with the drunk guy next to us. Val muscled her out. The bitch didn't even say anything, she just left. Then the drunk guy just started jumpiing all over the place, and using me for support, so i pushed him off of me. He then wanted a high five, to which I replied, "I'm not your friend"
He left me a lone for a second or two, and then started leaning on me again, I turned to him, and before i could say or do anything Val grabbed my hand, and pulled me back into a state of calm. Which was a good thing seeing as how we didn't know where the police station was.
The thing that made it all worth it though was at one point in the show when Shirley was singing right in front of use she looked me dead in the eyes. Now i know she didn't mean anything by it, and she probably does it to a hundred people a night, but for that one moment i was eye to eye, and only about 5 feet away from Shirley.
All in all it was a good night, and we have a ton of stories now.
Mothers day Val, and I took our mothers to what i would call an Upscale place. It was a nice place, but i must admit I felt a little out of place. On the way out to my car I noticed an old model Volvo parked across from us. It had an SG sticker on the back of it. Val and I both got excited. Here we were leaving a yaht club, and here was another SG lover. We scribbled our names on a few stickers i had in my pocket, and left them on her door. I say her because i saw a bikini drying in the front seat. So if you are out there Volvo girl, hello.
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sounds like you guys had fun this weekend...