You don't know nothin' about this
Rindy's dream came true last night. She got to touch Marc Broussard. Ok, ok, so her dream would be to have crazy sex with him. But I think just touching him was enough for her.
Can you tell who my favorite was? heh. Yeah. He wasn't even really in the band. His name is Joe Stark. He's in a band called Sons of William (sonsofwilliam.net). I can't say that I really like his band at all. But damn, he's a sexy beast! I would have made babies with him right there in the crowd. I decided that he looks like a mix between Tom Hanks and Braum. Ashley likes to call him Braum Hanks.
Look what Ashley bought me:
Not the boobs. Just the shirt.
That stupid bitch spilled her beer on me. Because she was a stupid bitch. Wearing a stupid Ramones shirt and flirting with Joe. I hated her. "How about I saw that guy in a restaurant!? And that guy right there, on the guitar? I totally have his cell phone number. I just called him and he answered it." How the fuck did he answer his phone on stage, bitch? *sigh*
It was amazing. He's awesome live! And super happenin'. Dancing around and thinking he's hot stuff and whatnot.
Rindy Metcalf: I currently have all these pictures and the videos on a CD for you. I'll give it to you the next time I see you.
On a related note: I need a new camera. You should all donate to the "Buy Lacie a new camera before she goes to Iraq and gets her head cut off" fund.