Saturday, October 8, 2011

Y3 D136

Thank you universe for a pretty damn perfect day yesterday. I owe you. Big time.

I got up early to drive the kid to public transportation. Came back home and went back to sleep for like 2 hours. She only has one class on Fridays which means I was pretty much waking back up just in time to leave to pick her back up. Didn't bother to shower or do anything for either trip. Sweatpants and a hoodie was my dress code. We got back home and the excitement for the concert began. We decided to head up super early allowing us enough time to eat, wander a little, and get in line. We nailed everything perfectly.

Got back to the train station about 1:15 and waited two minutes before the train left. We got up to the city where the concert was around 2 and headed down to this restaurant I wanted to eat at specifically. The city we were in is known for certain things such as bbq and soul food. I wanted chicken and waffles. And damn if we didn't have them. I had chicken livers fried just right, a big ol' waffle, and mac and cheese, while the kid had fried chicken, candied yams, greens, and cornbread with sweet tea. Holy crap. All that for $20 too. Rock and roll. She was having a blast. She was already one energy drink and an iced coffee into it. The sweet tea sent her to caffeine heaven. She was wired, happy, and bouncing.

We got to the theater where the show was being held. Hold on, did I mention where and what we were doing? We were seeing Smashing Pumpkins in a TINY venue. Just over 1000 people. There. Now you know what we were doing overall. The kid is a HUGE Pumpkins fan. I bought myself a good three months of no criticism for last night. Anyway, we got to the theater about 315 and there were 10 people ahead of us. We had 4 hours to wait, but we were 12th in line. Bam.

Made new friends in line which was fun. Ran over to the Sears across the street to pee twice. Got a great phone call while in line. One of my cast mates and friends is working at one of the local amusement parks this halloween as part of their big event. I had called him to see if we could get some discounted tickets at some point to come check him out. He called back while we were in line and let me know we have passes for four of us for the 23rd. NICE! I was hoping for a 50% off coupon, not full passes so THANK YOU. YOU ROCK! Awesome sauce.

It was at 6:30 when it got incredible. The kid and the two girls we met in line bum rushed the stage like I told them too. I went and got t-shirts. When I got inside and found them, they were dead center at the rail. We then spent the next four hours in that same spot.

Two opening acts - Light FM and Fancy Space People. Light FM wasn't bad, but meh, nothing exciting either. Fancy Space People? Oh dear god. I can't describe them. Just look them up.

8:50. Pumpkins. TWO HOURS NON-STOP. Insane. The kid was about to explode. We kept getting smashed against the rail. Drinks were spilled on us. Almost lost our hats. Ears ringing. Bruises from being pushed into the rail. Didn't matter. WAS ALL FUCKING WORTH IT. She was on cloud nine. I haven't seen her smile that big in forever.  I took about 200 pictures which I need to go through today but we were RIGHT THERE. At the rail all night. 8 feet away. AND the kid got a guitar pick thrown from stage with the SP logo. THEN Billy came to the edge of the stage touch hands. She was so close and it was good enough for her. When she got that pick and Billy was right there for her, her smile eclipsed her whole head. Dad do good. Dad good parent. Dad love daughter. Always.

We got out around 11:10 and headed back home. By the time we got a train and got back to our original station it was about 12:15. Home in bed by 1. Texted TGF who was at a party herself. We were both too tired to talk. The best part for me was ending my day with "I am going to sleep. I love you. Good night =)". And now my head will explode thank you very much. Happy doesn't begin to describe what I feel right now.

THANK YOU FOR AN INCREDIBLE DAY AND AN INCREDIBLE LIFE.

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