Yesterday was one of those example where it's clear B and I grew into two different people. I was at Death Grips from 4pm when we left the house until we got home around 11. They were at the Ren Festival. I'd rather poke my eye out with a stick than go to a Ren Festival. Sorry, not my scene. But you know what? They would have absolutely hated what I did. All fair. I am sure they had a great time. So did we. But again, we couldn't have gotten to where we are without having to go through what we did.
Anyway, yes, yesterday was concert day. Most of the day was uneventful. We started getting ready around 2:30, left the house at 4. One of the things I was concerned with came to fruition. The concert venue is directly across the street from the sportsball venue. A stupid ass lions game was just letting out as we were pulling in. That meant the already shitty laid out streets were gridlocked to hell. People trying to get into parking lots where people were trying to get out. Plus it was two very different crowds. We managed to find a deserted lot and just parked. In the end it was a smart move because we ended up not paying for parking. Score. Got to the venue and because half of the show was GA floor, there was already a line. We were probably 50 people deep and we got there at 5:15 to stand in line. Two hours later doors open and we finally moved. The merch line wasn't bad at least and we had our shirts, beverages, and got to the bathroom quickly. We were seated and situated by 7:45. The show started at 8:40. Now the thing you have to understand with DG is they don't fuck around. There's no stage show, there's no banter. There's no encore. They played their set, they left. They intentionally make it hard to take pics and videos. I got some but not a lot. I enjoyed myself except for "Craig" in front of us. This dude, his buddy, and GF all went to the sportsball game before the concert and were already trashed. They were still drinking. When the show started, accountant by day, idiot by night Craig started jumping around and almost fell off the balcony. His buddy fell over twice and passed out halfway through the show. At one point the GF was crying because Craig was "missing". He was in the bathroom throwing up. They were the only damper on our evening. Whatever.
Left the show, stopped at Wendy's on the way home, ate, and got in bed by midnight. Overall a fun time was had. Today I have two meetings and blah blah blah.
Here's one of the few decent pics I got last night:
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