We were standing on the hood of your car, singing out loud when the sun came up...
Boston + Jamie + me = Greatest fun imaginable.
It's been proven time and again.
Some more math:
Whenever we go into Boston to see a show, we spend some time there in advance. We have about 100x more fun than anyone else in the world, and this is before the show even starts. Now, factor in the fact that we have about 5x more fun at the show than probably anybody else there, and if my math is correct, our day ends with us having had 5,000,000x more fun than anybody else who was in Boston that same day... and yesterday we didn't even get into the city until 5 or so!
We took some detours trying to hit a T in Pawtucket or Attleboro, but we missed them both, and ended up taking the one from Braintree. I'd brought some junkfood to make our day brighter- a bottle of sparkling cider (because it's fun to look like grownups), and some candy. We ate the candy waiting for the T, and got really thirsty... only to find that we needed a bottle opener for the cider and we had none. :(
We got into the city and Jamie was hungry. We passed up the food court at the Prudential Center, because we were on the phone, trying to find out if there was a Hot Topic anywhere in Boston- we wanted to go buy Jamie a skirt, because we suddenly realized that we could go to Manray after the show- and that this would prolly be our last chance to do so... ever. Unfortunately, the closest Hot Topic was about 5 minutes from where the van was parked, in Braintree.
On a whim, we went to a resteraunt called Dick's Last Resort. I remembered Cory's mom talking about it- it's this crazy place where the waiters act like assholes to you. We had such a goofy time! The waiter was wrapped in white paper- a trainee. The other waiter stole one of Jamie's sharpies when we were coloring on our placemats. Then they came over and put weird paper hats on our heads- Jamie's said, in sharpie, 'I braid my back hair', and mine said 'my dad still thinks i'm a virgin.' We split some spaghetti and smashed potatos, and the dj came up and asked if we'd come play a game. We were the only ones in the whole place who had the nerve to say yes. ...We knew it was risky, but we did the Anytown thing, because we knew that later we'd laugh at whatever heinous thing they made us do. He announced the game, and everyone watched as he handed Jamie a mop, and myself a broom, and handed us each a boxed condom. The goal was to get the condom onto the handle without using the hand that was holding the broom. We felt so dumb up there in our crazy hats... Jamie won by a second. The punchline was that we now know how guys feel. Because we were the only ones brave nuff to play, we each got a t-shirt, and Jamie won an Incubus cd! When we sat down again, they came up and put bibs on us.
We were going to go buy some safety pins and scissors, and turn one of our new t-shirts into a skirt, so Jamie could get into the club, but we didn't have to. On the way to Avalon, I saw Army Barracks- they have 3 stores: one in Salem, one in Marthas Vinyard, and one in Boston, and it's my favorite store. There, I got a neat dress, and Jamie got army pants and a t-shirt... then she asked the guy behind the counter to borrow a bottle opener. We walked the remainder of the way to Avalon, taking swigs from what looked like a wine bottle, and giggling partially because people were giving us sketchy looks, and partially because every time we took a sip, the fizz would jump up our noses or down the neck of the bottle. We looked like alcoholics. A homeless man insisted that it was alcoholic, and asked if he could have a sip... we proved that it was cider and he didn't want any, anymore.
When we got to the club, there wasn't too big of a crowd, yet. We're dorks, so we thought the bathroom was awesome. But anyhoo, we started ballroom dancing, spinning, waltzing, and cha-cha-ing around the center of the room- and everyone was watching us, because nobody else in the whole place was moving, and we were right in the middle of the room. It was wonderful. Then we stood right up front. The opening band was incredible. Jamie got the cd. We were the only ones rocking out at all, and we were smiling so big our faces hurt. They were so good. Between bands, some kid tapped me on the shoulder- he was a few people over- and told me that I look just like Wynona Ryder- he just had to tell me that. :-P Turns out he and his friends are from RI, too, so we talked a bit, but not much. We also hit it off with the two hippie chicks right in front of us, which was cool.
Better Then Ezra was incredible, as usual. They played a really long set, but it had too much of their new album, in which I'm a little disappointed- they played every song from it, except for the two which I think are actually good. I melted during 'at the stars' and 'lifetime'. No Rosaleah, Misunderstood, or Porcelain, though, for the fist time ever. :( A boy next to us rocked the stage with the cowbell, when he got called up, and made many people's night- especially the band's. Hysterical.
We didn't go to Manray after, because the T stops running at 12:30 and we couldn't've gotten home. But we missed the first train we tried to take, and it was for the better, because it was going in the wrong direction. When we got to the other side of the track, there was nobody waiting... and who comes down to catch the same train, but both girls who we'd met at the show, and all 4 of the guys we'd met there. Nobody else. Just us. And we were all parked in Braintree. Weirdness. Jamie and I sang on the T back. We're total dorks. But anyhoo, it was the most amazing day ever, as usual.
I'm going to miss these far too soon.
It's been proven time and again.
Some more math:
Whenever we go into Boston to see a show, we spend some time there in advance. We have about 100x more fun than anyone else in the world, and this is before the show even starts. Now, factor in the fact that we have about 5x more fun at the show than probably anybody else there, and if my math is correct, our day ends with us having had 5,000,000x more fun than anybody else who was in Boston that same day... and yesterday we didn't even get into the city until 5 or so!
We took some detours trying to hit a T in Pawtucket or Attleboro, but we missed them both, and ended up taking the one from Braintree. I'd brought some junkfood to make our day brighter- a bottle of sparkling cider (because it's fun to look like grownups), and some candy. We ate the candy waiting for the T, and got really thirsty... only to find that we needed a bottle opener for the cider and we had none. :(
We got into the city and Jamie was hungry. We passed up the food court at the Prudential Center, because we were on the phone, trying to find out if there was a Hot Topic anywhere in Boston- we wanted to go buy Jamie a skirt, because we suddenly realized that we could go to Manray after the show- and that this would prolly be our last chance to do so... ever. Unfortunately, the closest Hot Topic was about 5 minutes from where the van was parked, in Braintree.
On a whim, we went to a resteraunt called Dick's Last Resort. I remembered Cory's mom talking about it- it's this crazy place where the waiters act like assholes to you. We had such a goofy time! The waiter was wrapped in white paper- a trainee. The other waiter stole one of Jamie's sharpies when we were coloring on our placemats. Then they came over and put weird paper hats on our heads- Jamie's said, in sharpie, 'I braid my back hair', and mine said 'my dad still thinks i'm a virgin.' We split some spaghetti and smashed potatos, and the dj came up and asked if we'd come play a game. We were the only ones in the whole place who had the nerve to say yes. ...We knew it was risky, but we did the Anytown thing, because we knew that later we'd laugh at whatever heinous thing they made us do. He announced the game, and everyone watched as he handed Jamie a mop, and myself a broom, and handed us each a boxed condom. The goal was to get the condom onto the handle without using the hand that was holding the broom. We felt so dumb up there in our crazy hats... Jamie won by a second. The punchline was that we now know how guys feel. Because we were the only ones brave nuff to play, we each got a t-shirt, and Jamie won an Incubus cd! When we sat down again, they came up and put bibs on us.
We were going to go buy some safety pins and scissors, and turn one of our new t-shirts into a skirt, so Jamie could get into the club, but we didn't have to. On the way to Avalon, I saw Army Barracks- they have 3 stores: one in Salem, one in Marthas Vinyard, and one in Boston, and it's my favorite store. There, I got a neat dress, and Jamie got army pants and a t-shirt... then she asked the guy behind the counter to borrow a bottle opener. We walked the remainder of the way to Avalon, taking swigs from what looked like a wine bottle, and giggling partially because people were giving us sketchy looks, and partially because every time we took a sip, the fizz would jump up our noses or down the neck of the bottle. We looked like alcoholics. A homeless man insisted that it was alcoholic, and asked if he could have a sip... we proved that it was cider and he didn't want any, anymore.
When we got to the club, there wasn't too big of a crowd, yet. We're dorks, so we thought the bathroom was awesome. But anyhoo, we started ballroom dancing, spinning, waltzing, and cha-cha-ing around the center of the room- and everyone was watching us, because nobody else in the whole place was moving, and we were right in the middle of the room. It was wonderful. Then we stood right up front. The opening band was incredible. Jamie got the cd. We were the only ones rocking out at all, and we were smiling so big our faces hurt. They were so good. Between bands, some kid tapped me on the shoulder- he was a few people over- and told me that I look just like Wynona Ryder- he just had to tell me that. :-P Turns out he and his friends are from RI, too, so we talked a bit, but not much. We also hit it off with the two hippie chicks right in front of us, which was cool.
Better Then Ezra was incredible, as usual. They played a really long set, but it had too much of their new album, in which I'm a little disappointed- they played every song from it, except for the two which I think are actually good. I melted during 'at the stars' and 'lifetime'. No Rosaleah, Misunderstood, or Porcelain, though, for the fist time ever. :( A boy next to us rocked the stage with the cowbell, when he got called up, and made many people's night- especially the band's. Hysterical.
We didn't go to Manray after, because the T stops running at 12:30 and we couldn't've gotten home. But we missed the first train we tried to take, and it was for the better, because it was going in the wrong direction. When we got to the other side of the track, there was nobody waiting... and who comes down to catch the same train, but both girls who we'd met at the show, and all 4 of the guys we'd met there. Nobody else. Just us. And we were all parked in Braintree. Weirdness. Jamie and I sang on the T back. We're total dorks. But anyhoo, it was the most amazing day ever, as usual.
I'm going to miss these far too soon.