Love and Ramen Noodles Once

Love and Ramen Noodles

Once again, my love has gone.
The longer he stays, the harder it is for him to go.
I really hate this. *sigh*

Ok, time to stop feeling sorry for myself.

Wednesday night, we saw Foo Fighters in concert at the Reliant Arena.
I think I showed M a side of myself he's never seen.
I'm usually pretty reserved, especially in public but Foo Fighters are my favorite band and once the music started I couldn't believe I was once again in their presence.
They were amazing and I totally rocked out, jumping up and down singing along to every song at the top of my lungs.
I've been thinking of getting a Foo Fighters-inspired tattoo for some time now and I am definitely now going to make that my fourth tattoo.
Tattoos should have some personal meaning to them and Foo Fighters mean a great deal to me....more than I'm willing to explain in a public blog.

We didn't get to meet the band this time but I did run into one of the roadies that we met at the last show and even though he couldn't have been sweeter, I didn't feel right about asking him to let us meet the guys. I know people probably do that to him all the time, so after the show was over I just thanked him for helping to make sure they put on such a great show.

We really had a great time but my biggest complaint is the stupid moshers. There were little mosh pits breaking out among those of us on the floor and I found myself keeping an eye on them to make sure we didn't get knocked over and trampled. Why can't these people just enjoy the fucking show and rock out??
The pushing got so bad at one point, I became a little scared. I kept thinking, "Getting trampled and killed at a rock concert when you're 30 yrs old is a little passe".
We stayed up at the front for about 4 or 5 songs, then I couldn't take it anymore. It was getting very hot and I was being touched by strangers on nearly every part of my body. I came so very close to my first bisexual experience when some chick grabbed my boob to keep from falling over when some dude fell into her.
I realized then that I wasn't having very much fun so I asked M if we could PLEASE move back a little.
We were farther back now but still close enough to enjoy the show.
It was M's first rock concert and I was afraid throwing him into a General Admission situation was a bad idea but he loved it.

I haven't been keeping up with things since M was here so I don't have a lot of interesting things to blog about. Not that anything I blog is EVER interesting....
I'll start catching back up with the world and try to blog more later.

Note to smelly dudes at the Foo Fighters' concert: Mix in a shower and maybe some deodorant........PLEASE.

Posted by De at April 28, 2003 01:21 AM