It started in the car with Pat driving to a concert in Kent.

I told him about a really good taco place right around the corner while we were at a red light

Pat’s car was a really old beater. He said watch this and stalled it on purpose. I didn’t think it would start again but then he turned on the windshield wipers and it started (after not starting before). He said it had something to do with the wipers being directly hooked up to the battery. It was his uncles car and he had messed with it a lot.

We drove past the taco place to the concert hall. Inside we met Sean and Al (maybe Al, maybe Dan, maybe Andy… kept changing). I was going to buy tickets for Pat and I (since Pat drove) but then Sean went to buy tickets, stepping in front of me. I was about to protest but Pat said “let him buy tickets, he’s the one who makes lots of money.” But he only bought three. Apparently he forgot about Al/Dan/Andy.

When he turned back to buy another ticket the guy at the ticket window said alright one for the other show. Sean said no, the same show we were going to, and he said “I’m sorry we have to support local musicians and therefore this ticket is for the other show.” Sean got a little mad and said no, we needed four tickets for this show, he didn’t care about the other band.

The guy in the ticket window eventually caved but told us that they got to take a bigger percentage of our money because we were going to the big show and not the local band. While they were arguing I was flipping through the play bill which came with our tickets.

Inside there was seating all around and an open space up front. Sean and Al/Dan/Andy went up a few rows and sat but Pat insisted that we sit towards the back. Some lady leaned between us and said man these seats are small.

There were people performing some sort of short movie up front on stage as a pre band thingie. They were acting out the movie being shown behind him (like rocky horror picture). It was the music video of the band we were going to see. Something about tearing down the walls. When it got to the crescendo a lot of people in the audience got up and tried to rip down the walls. It was similar to a movie theater where there was flowing fabric over the walls and they were tearing it down. I’ll admit there was a lot “white trashy” looking people in the audience doing this.

Pat, Sean, Al/Dan/Andy and myself weren’t participating. The whole thing ended when some lady thought it would be a good idea to toss her one year old up on the wall hoping he would grab some fabric and yank it down. Instead it landed upside down on its head and she looked embarrassed. The kid was ok though.

The next show that went on included three kids (I say kids as in elementary school kids). One (girl) was sitting at a table. The other was setting the table and the third was walking around in the background, showing his ass crack, and displaying a horrible wet bottom that looked like he had crapped himself and it was seeping through his pants. While this was being acted out the movie of it was playing in the background too.

 

And then I woke up. Messed up.