Short, Sardonic Midwestern Woman explains exactly what's wrong with the world and how things would run so much better as soon as everyone admits the whole universe revolves around HER.
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Didn't Miss Much
Spoke to some ladies who went to the big Foreigner/Bad Company concert held at a local airport. Bad Company? Like Paul Rodgers? Not quite, they explained. Each band had only one original member in the line up. They said the Bad Company part wasn’t so bad, but the wait for Foreigner was forever and they couldn’t see anything. Everyone was on lawn chairs and blankets spreading back from the stage. They were so far away all they could do was listen, and it wasn’t that great. Loud, but not great. Said there was too much set-up time between acts. They got cold and hungry and left early, despite paying $33 to sit on a runway. Glad I missed the whole shebang.
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