we're not ready to tour, we're ready to tour!
here goes, as best as i can remember, and submitted for the approval of the midnight society:
DAY 1: WAYNESBORO, VA - BETHLEHEM, PA
it started out bad, got a worse, but ended okay. in the morn it took forever to get leave Cyrus'. the gamecube didnt work, we forgot cords, etc etc etc. we finally get to hburg to meet LON and chill for about an hour or so, sending a toy scout trooper and james franco on a pirate ship into the middle of a swimming pool and watching them sink, all the while criticizing james franco's ability to steer ships. we finally set off on the road. LON's trailer blew a tire. an hour was spent driving to wal-mart and getting 2 new small tires. luckily, i rode into town, and luckily, there was an EBGames next door to walmart, and luckily they had a copy of Super Glove Ball (the only game made exclusively for the PowerGlove) and luckily, with my Edge Card discount, it only costs 96cents. can you say stoked? we get to the venue an hour late. we're the first ones there. the place is a joke. a run down music store in the middle of fields, run by two 50year olds who think they're 21 who cant tell left from right. the guy offered us free pizza...which come to find out was a week old. we didnt accept the offer. we almost packed up and left right then, but figured after driving all day, the least we could do was play and mess around. we had an audience of 3, excluding LON. we went across to the street to a puttputt golf place to get fresh pizza. it was delicious, and the girls that worked there were hott. dont ever play Super Pac-Man, it sucks. LON played. then all hell broke loose. the owners stopped the show, demanding they count all the audience to make sure they paid. that's right, all 3 audience members. mike started asking why, and they said b/c they had a promoter to pay, which was BS. mike asked what the bands got paid, and they kept dodging the question. mike insisted on answers, and they wanted to know if he was a manager. the F-Bomb got dropped a dozen times, a fight almost broke out, the crippled security guard who bought his security at A&N limped over to mike and told him to leave. vince and i gave them some choice words, and we left to the guys' house we were staying at. the house ruled, or as we named it, the McMansion. xbox, ps2, ping pong, pool table, tons of free food, board games, star wars posters....you name it. it was rad.
trust me, from here on out, it gets crazier!!
DAY 2 & 3: to be continued!!!!!!!!!!!!1
BookOTD: "Saint Morrissey" - Mark Simpson
DAY 1: WAYNESBORO, VA - BETHLEHEM, PA
it started out bad, got a worse, but ended okay. in the morn it took forever to get leave Cyrus'. the gamecube didnt work, we forgot cords, etc etc etc. we finally get to hburg to meet LON and chill for about an hour or so, sending a toy scout trooper and james franco on a pirate ship into the middle of a swimming pool and watching them sink, all the while criticizing james franco's ability to steer ships. we finally set off on the road. LON's trailer blew a tire. an hour was spent driving to wal-mart and getting 2 new small tires. luckily, i rode into town, and luckily, there was an EBGames next door to walmart, and luckily they had a copy of Super Glove Ball (the only game made exclusively for the PowerGlove) and luckily, with my Edge Card discount, it only costs 96cents. can you say stoked? we get to the venue an hour late. we're the first ones there. the place is a joke. a run down music store in the middle of fields, run by two 50year olds who think they're 21 who cant tell left from right. the guy offered us free pizza...which come to find out was a week old. we didnt accept the offer. we almost packed up and left right then, but figured after driving all day, the least we could do was play and mess around. we had an audience of 3, excluding LON. we went across to the street to a puttputt golf place to get fresh pizza. it was delicious, and the girls that worked there were hott. dont ever play Super Pac-Man, it sucks. LON played. then all hell broke loose. the owners stopped the show, demanding they count all the audience to make sure they paid. that's right, all 3 audience members. mike started asking why, and they said b/c they had a promoter to pay, which was BS. mike asked what the bands got paid, and they kept dodging the question. mike insisted on answers, and they wanted to know if he was a manager. the F-Bomb got dropped a dozen times, a fight almost broke out, the crippled security guard who bought his security at A&N limped over to mike and told him to leave. vince and i gave them some choice words, and we left to the guys' house we were staying at. the house ruled, or as we named it, the McMansion. xbox, ps2, ping pong, pool table, tons of free food, board games, star wars posters....you name it. it was rad.
trust me, from here on out, it gets crazier!!
DAY 2 & 3: to be continued!!!!!!!!!!!!1
BookOTD: "Saint Morrissey" - Mark Simpson