We sure are in for a show tonight!
Ok, I'm tired of being harassed about this, so I'm finally blogging! This is only two weeks overdue. :P
So, April 30th, Marcy, Torrey and I went to see Panic! at the Disco! And yes, I'm keeping the !, kthx. Anyway, Marcy had gone home because it was Reading Week, so she came up to Bloom to collect me. On time, surprisingly. It's a good thing she did, because traffic was terrible in Bloom, Shamokin Dam, and everywhere else, so we ended up being really late. It was especially bad in Camp Hill... we ended up sitting in traffic for like fifteen minutes, and I can't figure out why, there's nothing in Camp Hill... At least we're easily amused... there was this person who passed us whose license plate was DGN 7470. Diggin' tato. haha. Now I feel like I'm stalking that person. :P This isn't related, but before we got to Camp Hill, we were coming up the hill and there was this guy waving at us to slow down, and we were confused... and when we got around the turn, there was a car flipped upside down off the road. D: Everybody seemed to be ok, but it really surprised us, and we ended up having a fifteen minute long string of swearing about it... lol.
I don't know why, but driving to Gettysburg is really weird... there's some kind of time warp or something. It goes ok till after Camp Hill... then there's a sign that says 27 miles or so, but it takes you like six hours from that point. Ok, maybe not, but it feels like you drive for 15 minutes, and then the sign says 24 miles. No freakin' way. :P At least I had my purse full of snacks to entertain me... every time we go somewhere, we stop at a gas station and get snacks, and I always fold them up and stick them in my purse, so I ended up having like five bags of crap. It's all gone now, though. :(
We finally got to Gettysburg, and Torrey told us to meet him in the parking lot where we always park, but we managed to get lost, and had to drive way down the road and call him again, then turn around again... and it turns out we'd driven past it by like five feet, lol. So we collected Torrey, and we decided it would be faster if we drove him back to his house, since we were already late... but we had to park in some admissions lot, and then we had to get a parking permit... so it ended up taking forever, but it was ok, cuz I got to talk to Lindsey again (she saw us when we were parking and hung around to talk to us). We finally got Torrey's stuff from his house and parked Marcy's car where it was allowed to be, then left, really late at this point, and we really had no idea where we were going...
The drive there was pretty uneventful, and I don't remember us having any real problem finding the place... but all the roads were one way, and we had to drive past it to find parking, then we kept getting caught in these one way streets, and it was time for the show to start when we found it... and then we found ourselves miles outside the city. Like, well into Virginia. We turned around at one point, where there happened to be 'a Latino in the grass', lmao... and somehow managed to find the place again... I saw the Jefferson Memorial from pretty close up!... and then we found a parking garage that was like six blocks away. But at least we parked the car. Torrey tried to park us on the right street, but it was on the other side of the river... haha.
When we finally got there, the show had started half an hour before hand, the Hush Sound was halfway through their set, and we'd missed Phantom Planet entirely (not that I care), and we all had separate seats so it was kind of awkward to navigate in the dark... I asked a lady where my seat was, and we had serious communication issues in the dark, but I finally figured out that she meant my seat was at the top of the row she was pointing at, but I couldn't see my seat number on my ticket or the numbers on the actual seats, so I just went all the way to the top, and that ended up not being the right seat. But nobody ever came and yelled at me, so whatever.
Between sets, Marcy, Torrey and I kept texting each other, and apparently Marcy went and sat in Torrey's box at one point, but they were all the way across the room from me, and I liked my seat, so I didn't join them.
Anyway, the actual show. It was good. The Hush Sound were alright, but I only really know one of their songs (Wine Red). Motion City Soundtrack was awesome, but I saw them once before (Warped, but still). They did a lot of songs I knew, so that was helpful. Panic! was last, and they were awesome. I was afraid they would only do new songs, and I only know a handful of those, but they actually did tons of old ones. The best one was I Constantly Thank God for Esteban (hence title). My only complaint was that they were really gimmicky. I thought maybe they'd lost some of that with their !, but apparently not. I'm not saying they weren't talented, because they were, but like... they had this elaborate set... and it was covered in flowers... and they had all they rugs and lights and stuff... I just think that all of that wasn't necessary, they could have just come out and played like every other band does, and they would have been just as awesome. But I guess the thousands of 13 year old scene kids were paying for the gimmick. Speaking of 13 year olds, Rachel was/is sooo jealous. I cellcerted her during a lot of the older songs, and she wanted to die. hehe.
After the show, we decided that we were going to do a bit of sight-seeing, since Marcy had never been to DC and I'd only been there once, over two particularly gross days in December. But of course it was dark by now, so everything was closed and hard to see... but on our way back to the car, we realized that we were walking right past the back of the White House, so once we were in the car, we parked it as close as we thought we could and then walked there. It turned out the venue was pretty much right beside the White House, we just didn't notice because it's kind of far away and all the lights were off. So we just stood at the barrier and I took pictures with my cell phone at midnight. There was a cop car sitting right near us, and I guess he turned his interior lights on so we could see him watching us, but I wasn't paying attention to him. They probably thought we were terrorists. :P
We somehow managed to get out of the city, but I have no idea how... we took roads we didn't take in, and we took some we took in but not in anything close to the right order... but somehow we got back out on the road to Gettysburg. We stopped at an IHOP on the way home, which was delicious (they srsly need to put one in here). While we were in there, 'Lady in Red' was on the radio, which was amusing, mostly because Marcy and I kept making eye contact and dying at each other, and not explaining to Torrey... haha. :P
After IHOP, we didn't really have much of a problem finding the road that would take us back to Gettysburg, and we were following it for a while with no problem, but at some point, we weren't on the right road anymore. Our route number had been paired with another number, and I think the other number exited and we followed it or something, because we were suddenly in the middle of nowhere. We kept going to find a place to turn around and get back on the right road, but it became a one way street, and then it forked, and neither of the roads were right, so we just picked one... and we ended up taking that road for like an hour... and it led into this foresty area where we definitely should not have been, in the middle of Maryland... we ended up finding an intersection, and we pulled over and got out an atlas, and figured that if we drove for another hour on two or three different roads, we would eventually get back to the original road. But we were sooo confused, because we still thought we hadn't done anything wrong, and we were in the middle of the woods, and we almost hit deer a couple times... and Marcy slept through this whole thing, except for one deer-related near miss (the screaming woke her up. haha).
Since Marcy had slept, we just left for home once we got back to her car, and we survived the trip... but we were like four hours later than we thought we'd be (because of sight-seeing, IHOP, getting lost, etc.) and it was daylight by the time we got near Bloom, so we decided to stop at McDonalds for breakfast. Which was also delicious. I don't get to go there for breakfast enough. :( I was dying of thirst for some reason, and they only give you a shotglass full of orange juice these days, so I kept filling my cup up with sweet tea... not sure that was allowed... but I ended up drinking like a gallon of it. Like I would stand at the counter and fill it up, drink it, fill it up, drink it, and then finally fill it up and take it back to the table. And I did that twice. I felt kind of gross afterwards... lol.
Then we went home. At like 6 or 7 in the morning. Debbie actually went to work before I managed to go to bed. I didn't talk to her though... I was tired and unsociable. But she said later that she heard me come in.
So that's basically the story of our trip to DC. In case you don't know, I'm working on an upcoming entry... It's going to be a working list of things I hate, inspired by a conversation I had with my mom. I already have lots of things in mind. :P
So, April 30th, Marcy, Torrey and I went to see Panic! at the Disco! And yes, I'm keeping the !, kthx. Anyway, Marcy had gone home because it was Reading Week, so she came up to Bloom to collect me. On time, surprisingly. It's a good thing she did, because traffic was terrible in Bloom, Shamokin Dam, and everywhere else, so we ended up being really late. It was especially bad in Camp Hill... we ended up sitting in traffic for like fifteen minutes, and I can't figure out why, there's nothing in Camp Hill... At least we're easily amused... there was this person who passed us whose license plate was DGN 7470. Diggin' tato. haha. Now I feel like I'm stalking that person. :P This isn't related, but before we got to Camp Hill, we were coming up the hill and there was this guy waving at us to slow down, and we were confused... and when we got around the turn, there was a car flipped upside down off the road. D: Everybody seemed to be ok, but it really surprised us, and we ended up having a fifteen minute long string of swearing about it... lol.
I don't know why, but driving to Gettysburg is really weird... there's some kind of time warp or something. It goes ok till after Camp Hill... then there's a sign that says 27 miles or so, but it takes you like six hours from that point. Ok, maybe not, but it feels like you drive for 15 minutes, and then the sign says 24 miles. No freakin' way. :P At least I had my purse full of snacks to entertain me... every time we go somewhere, we stop at a gas station and get snacks, and I always fold them up and stick them in my purse, so I ended up having like five bags of crap. It's all gone now, though. :(
We finally got to Gettysburg, and Torrey told us to meet him in the parking lot where we always park, but we managed to get lost, and had to drive way down the road and call him again, then turn around again... and it turns out we'd driven past it by like five feet, lol. So we collected Torrey, and we decided it would be faster if we drove him back to his house, since we were already late... but we had to park in some admissions lot, and then we had to get a parking permit... so it ended up taking forever, but it was ok, cuz I got to talk to Lindsey again (she saw us when we were parking and hung around to talk to us). We finally got Torrey's stuff from his house and parked Marcy's car where it was allowed to be, then left, really late at this point, and we really had no idea where we were going...
The drive there was pretty uneventful, and I don't remember us having any real problem finding the place... but all the roads were one way, and we had to drive past it to find parking, then we kept getting caught in these one way streets, and it was time for the show to start when we found it... and then we found ourselves miles outside the city. Like, well into Virginia. We turned around at one point, where there happened to be 'a Latino in the grass', lmao... and somehow managed to find the place again... I saw the Jefferson Memorial from pretty close up!... and then we found a parking garage that was like six blocks away. But at least we parked the car. Torrey tried to park us on the right street, but it was on the other side of the river... haha.
When we finally got there, the show had started half an hour before hand, the Hush Sound was halfway through their set, and we'd missed Phantom Planet entirely (not that I care), and we all had separate seats so it was kind of awkward to navigate in the dark... I asked a lady where my seat was, and we had serious communication issues in the dark, but I finally figured out that she meant my seat was at the top of the row she was pointing at, but I couldn't see my seat number on my ticket or the numbers on the actual seats, so I just went all the way to the top, and that ended up not being the right seat. But nobody ever came and yelled at me, so whatever.
Between sets, Marcy, Torrey and I kept texting each other, and apparently Marcy went and sat in Torrey's box at one point, but they were all the way across the room from me, and I liked my seat, so I didn't join them.
Anyway, the actual show. It was good. The Hush Sound were alright, but I only really know one of their songs (Wine Red). Motion City Soundtrack was awesome, but I saw them once before (Warped, but still). They did a lot of songs I knew, so that was helpful. Panic! was last, and they were awesome. I was afraid they would only do new songs, and I only know a handful of those, but they actually did tons of old ones. The best one was I Constantly Thank God for Esteban (hence title). My only complaint was that they were really gimmicky. I thought maybe they'd lost some of that with their !, but apparently not. I'm not saying they weren't talented, because they were, but like... they had this elaborate set... and it was covered in flowers... and they had all they rugs and lights and stuff... I just think that all of that wasn't necessary, they could have just come out and played like every other band does, and they would have been just as awesome. But I guess the thousands of 13 year old scene kids were paying for the gimmick. Speaking of 13 year olds, Rachel was/is sooo jealous. I cellcerted her during a lot of the older songs, and she wanted to die. hehe.
After the show, we decided that we were going to do a bit of sight-seeing, since Marcy had never been to DC and I'd only been there once, over two particularly gross days in December. But of course it was dark by now, so everything was closed and hard to see... but on our way back to the car, we realized that we were walking right past the back of the White House, so once we were in the car, we parked it as close as we thought we could and then walked there. It turned out the venue was pretty much right beside the White House, we just didn't notice because it's kind of far away and all the lights were off. So we just stood at the barrier and I took pictures with my cell phone at midnight. There was a cop car sitting right near us, and I guess he turned his interior lights on so we could see him watching us, but I wasn't paying attention to him. They probably thought we were terrorists. :P
We somehow managed to get out of the city, but I have no idea how... we took roads we didn't take in, and we took some we took in but not in anything close to the right order... but somehow we got back out on the road to Gettysburg. We stopped at an IHOP on the way home, which was delicious (they srsly need to put one in here). While we were in there, 'Lady in Red' was on the radio, which was amusing, mostly because Marcy and I kept making eye contact and dying at each other, and not explaining to Torrey... haha. :P
After IHOP, we didn't really have much of a problem finding the road that would take us back to Gettysburg, and we were following it for a while with no problem, but at some point, we weren't on the right road anymore. Our route number had been paired with another number, and I think the other number exited and we followed it or something, because we were suddenly in the middle of nowhere. We kept going to find a place to turn around and get back on the right road, but it became a one way street, and then it forked, and neither of the roads were right, so we just picked one... and we ended up taking that road for like an hour... and it led into this foresty area where we definitely should not have been, in the middle of Maryland... we ended up finding an intersection, and we pulled over and got out an atlas, and figured that if we drove for another hour on two or three different roads, we would eventually get back to the original road. But we were sooo confused, because we still thought we hadn't done anything wrong, and we were in the middle of the woods, and we almost hit deer a couple times... and Marcy slept through this whole thing, except for one deer-related near miss (the screaming woke her up. haha).
Since Marcy had slept, we just left for home once we got back to her car, and we survived the trip... but we were like four hours later than we thought we'd be (because of sight-seeing, IHOP, getting lost, etc.) and it was daylight by the time we got near Bloom, so we decided to stop at McDonalds for breakfast. Which was also delicious. I don't get to go there for breakfast enough. :( I was dying of thirst for some reason, and they only give you a shotglass full of orange juice these days, so I kept filling my cup up with sweet tea... not sure that was allowed... but I ended up drinking like a gallon of it. Like I would stand at the counter and fill it up, drink it, fill it up, drink it, and then finally fill it up and take it back to the table. And I did that twice. I felt kind of gross afterwards... lol.
Then we went home. At like 6 or 7 in the morning. Debbie actually went to work before I managed to go to bed. I didn't talk to her though... I was tired and unsociable. But she said later that she heard me come in.
So that's basically the story of our trip to DC. In case you don't know, I'm working on an upcoming entry... It's going to be a working list of things I hate, inspired by a conversation I had with my mom. I already have lots of things in mind. :P