A little creeped out now...
We went to the barbeque and had a good ol' time. PH was grilling up the hotdogs and, at some point in the evening, got himself a hot dog hat -picture to follow-
ConorBoots sang and, honestly, we cleared out not long after that. No offense to the other two bands... but it had been a long damn day and the brother wanted to watch the baseball game.
We actually saw Roger, who was bringing a boat in and probably didn't expect anyone to notice him, but the brother saw him, and I laughed, and Roger saw us pointing. Good times.
Anyway, we tried the Mexican Moonshine and it was good. Will try more on Sunday, most likely.
Got back to the hotel and decided to check out the place across the street -home 'o the concert tomorrow night- and we were having a pleasant time, talking with two guys from Tucson.
Then MIKE showed up. He wasn't grabby, but he was anti-personal bubble. And didn't believe that the brother was the brother, nor that I was the older one. Whatever.
But, SERIOUSLY. Brother there or not, that is why I don't go out in public. Seriously.
Will expand on the story at a later date, but I've had more alcohol today than I probably have, EVER. And Mike kinda creeped me out. And my brother was ready to punch him.
Shower, bed and OMG have I had thoughts for ficcage... -No, not about Mike-
Well, actually... that could make for some interesting PD-ficcage...
Only channel that is in English is MTV. Joy... o.O
And, on top of that: still trying to adjust to PST. It isn't easy...
Fun fact: For the rest of time, we will never forget the name Mike Danger. That's Dan-ger, not Dane-ger. The brother says if his last name was Danger, he'd change it to danger. Because it'd be awesome.
ConorBoots sang and, honestly, we cleared out not long after that. No offense to the other two bands... but it had been a long damn day and the brother wanted to watch the baseball game.
We actually saw Roger, who was bringing a boat in and probably didn't expect anyone to notice him, but the brother saw him, and I laughed, and Roger saw us pointing. Good times.
Anyway, we tried the Mexican Moonshine and it was good. Will try more on Sunday, most likely.
Got back to the hotel and decided to check out the place across the street -home 'o the concert tomorrow night- and we were having a pleasant time, talking with two guys from Tucson.
Then MIKE showed up. He wasn't grabby, but he was anti-personal bubble. And didn't believe that the brother was the brother, nor that I was the older one. Whatever.
But, SERIOUSLY. Brother there or not, that is why I don't go out in public. Seriously.
Will expand on the story at a later date, but I've had more alcohol today than I probably have, EVER. And Mike kinda creeped me out. And my brother was ready to punch him.
Shower, bed and OMG have I had thoughts for ficcage... -No, not about Mike-
Well, actually... that could make for some interesting PD-ficcage...
Only channel that is in English is MTV. Joy... o.O
And, on top of that: still trying to adjust to PST. It isn't easy...
Fun fact: For the rest of time, we will never forget the name Mike Danger. That's Dan-ger, not Dane-ger. The brother says if his last name was Danger, he'd change it to danger. Because it'd be awesome.