14 August 2009

How Did I Turn My Shirt Inside Out?

current mood: ringing ears

'Cause I wanna be the minority
I don't need you, authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I wanna be the minority
~ “Minority” by Green Day

I am pretty sure that Billie Joe Armstrong spit on me while singing. Yeah, I was that close. And yeah, I was wearing heels. The crowd was my bith! Hard to believe that in ten days I will be 33 years old. I don’t feel ‘old’ though I do get tired faster than I did when I was 23. And sometimes I say the wrong word while speaking. My brain has these little misfires, similar to the toy crane that grabs the teddy bear when you were aiming for the football. I may mean to say “Watch my purse” when it comes out as “Watch my pizza.” (That one I didn’t actually say . . . but I know someone who did and she knows who she is. LOL

Anyway, off track! I went to the Green Day show last night and it was definitely in my top shows that I have ever, ever seen. Billie Joe Armstrong has more energy than ANY human that has ever existed. The audience ages ranged from 8 to 80. Seriously, I have never seen such a huge age disparity at a show. Moms (my age) had their 8 and 9 year olds on the floor. And these kids knew the lyrics! I was stunned. It makes me happy that my music is cross-generational. Yes, I say “my music” but it really belongs to everyone, I suppose. I’ll share.

In 1995, Green Day performed at Ranch Bowl, here in Omaha. I was supposed to go to the show. The guy who asked me was ‘unavailable’ per se, and at the last minute, I backed out due to some moral agenda that had taken root in my brain. I regretted it immensely BEFORE last night’s show. Now, I want to curl into a ball and cry for losing that opportunity. And now, Ranch Bowl is a Devil-Mart. So unfair. Dr. John’s still exists and Ranch Bowl is GONE!

I saw some great shows at Ranch Bowl. I have never seen a good show at Wal-mart. Not even one. In fact, I wasn’t even impressed with the LIVE Jonas Brothers concert that Wal-Mart televised in their stores only. There is nothing like screaming pre-pubescent girls in the express lane when I am trying to buy a Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper and some tampons.

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PERSONAL NOTE: I need better posture . . . and a kiss from you.

CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: You intrigue me.

Eidetic Vision

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