Bonus post!

Since I've been SUCH a slacker lately.  ( :

MEAT LOAF!

Tomorrow morning I am going down town to wait in line for tickets, and for the first time I get to see a favorite artist in a non-alcoholic setting.
(Update, I went, butt crack of dawn early [for me] and no one else showed until 20 after 9 for a 10 o'clock box office opening!)

  No, I like liquor, really... But I hate having to compete with drunken as5holes at a concert.  I came to see the artist, not you puking, or bashing into me, or standing in front of me, bobbing and weaving with your arms in the air... I am 4'11", and I dislike, greatly, getting trampled!

I have been to 3 rock concerts in my life... pathetic, I know. I've been to others, but those were certainly not the rowdy crowd type shows. ( :

  I went to 2 Cheap Trick concerts, the first one I almost killed the drunk in front of me by bashing his head in with my 15lb purse, when he gave me the finger for politely asking him to sit down so I could see the show.  Sadly, I was restrained by my husband, and 2 highly amused girls behind us.

The second time was in a smaller venue, and the crowd was so loud I could barely hear the band over them, even though I was directly in front of the stage.  I mean, Robin Zander sweated on me!  That time I was lucky enough to get in a little of my own when some pimp muscled me out of the way so his *ahem* "girlfriends" could get my spot... He ended up on his butt from a well placed foot behind him, and the *ahem*, "lady" lost many hairs when she whipped me in the face with her ponytail.
Please, don't mess with short chicks, we get mean.

Last year when we went to see Mr. Loaf, people couldn't remember that they had seats, and would rush up to the front, effectively blocking my sight considering the awesome 3rd row seats we had.

This theater sells wine, and craft beer.  Not exactly Budwiser and chips. YaY!

30 days... COUNTDOWN!

And as usual... Thanks for Noticing me!