My ears are STILL ringing!
So it's Friday, and I'm sitting at work with like 20 minutes to go until I have to drag my ass home in the nasty humid heat. But Johnny walks in, and I ask him what's up. He says he's going to the Megadeth concert and is just in to get dinner and something to drink. So he asks me if I want to go, and I was like hell yeah, so he waited for 20 minutes until I got off, and then we were off to Chase's to wake his bitch-ass up.
So, I go from walking home in the rain to going to Megadeth, and let me tell you, it was (excuse my language) FUCKING AWESOME! Oh my God!!! I SAW DAVE MUSTAINE!!!!! I SAW HIM!!!! Fear Factory was alright... didn't really pay any attention to them. Saw this band, Life of Agony, who was on the small stage, and really didn't belong there. They should have been a mainstage act. Then I fell in love with a new band, new to me at least, Dream Theatre. They were AMAZING!!! I mean, wow... holy smokes... wooo...
AND THEM MEGADETH COMES OUT AND BLOWS MY FACE OFF!!!! Forget Metallica! These guys ROCKED! So much absolutely ten million times more awesomer than Metallica in concert. DAMN! Fire, and explosions, and sparks and face ripping solos, and Dave Mustaine and his giant doo of red hair bobbing up and down and floating. DAMN IT WAS AWESOME!!!
But... the weekend came screeching to a hault on Saturday. The races got rained out, and so it totally screwed up my whole Saturday night. So I went home, Willy called, went to hang out with Jason for his birthday. So we get to his apartment, and everyone's just sitting around dicking on their laptops. And I'm wired, because I'm usually am doing something at this time. Well, I'm trying to get everyone to get off their lazy asses and do something. But Jason's "too tired" to go to Golf'N'Stuff with Willy, Bryce, and I. I later find out that the whole reason Jason didn't want to come with us was because he wanted to go over to Nate's and drink. I told him that he should have just let me know he had other plans instead of being a complete cockface with the whole "I'm too tired" bullshit. Bah, oh well. Kids and their drinking, I don't get it.
And then there was no racing on the TV today. So I went a whole damn weekend without racing... damnit... this sucks...
So, I go from walking home in the rain to going to Megadeth, and let me tell you, it was (excuse my language) FUCKING AWESOME! Oh my God!!! I SAW DAVE MUSTAINE!!!!! I SAW HIM!!!! Fear Factory was alright... didn't really pay any attention to them. Saw this band, Life of Agony, who was on the small stage, and really didn't belong there. They should have been a mainstage act. Then I fell in love with a new band, new to me at least, Dream Theatre. They were AMAZING!!! I mean, wow... holy smokes... wooo...
AND THEM MEGADETH COMES OUT AND BLOWS MY FACE OFF!!!! Forget Metallica! These guys ROCKED! So much absolutely ten million times more awesomer than Metallica in concert. DAMN! Fire, and explosions, and sparks and face ripping solos, and Dave Mustaine and his giant doo of red hair bobbing up and down and floating. DAMN IT WAS AWESOME!!!
But... the weekend came screeching to a hault on Saturday. The races got rained out, and so it totally screwed up my whole Saturday night. So I went home, Willy called, went to hang out with Jason for his birthday. So we get to his apartment, and everyone's just sitting around dicking on their laptops. And I'm wired, because I'm usually am doing something at this time. Well, I'm trying to get everyone to get off their lazy asses and do something. But Jason's "too tired" to go to Golf'N'Stuff with Willy, Bryce, and I. I later find out that the whole reason Jason didn't want to come with us was because he wanted to go over to Nate's and drink. I told him that he should have just let me know he had other plans instead of being a complete cockface with the whole "I'm too tired" bullshit. Bah, oh well. Kids and their drinking, I don't get it.
And then there was no racing on the TV today. So I went a whole damn weekend without racing... damnit... this sucks...