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Mar. 10th, 2008 01:24 amPogues show tonight = hawesome, at least the musical portion of tonight's entertainment. The folks I went with (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nminusone, madbodger, and fizzygeek) were great, but the superdickery level in the area in which we were standing was off the charts. Seriously people: pouring beer on each other's heads and splashing the people around you is not the best way to win friends and influence people, or even to make it out of the hall without getting a RICHLY DESERVED PUNCH IN THE FACE. Jumping on your beer-soaked neighbor's toes later absolutely does not help. Settle down there, Beavis. At least there's no smoking anymore for people who don't happen to be on stage, so I didn't have to fear having some drunken idiot set my hair on fire or stick their lit cigarette in my eye while they flailed around.
With earplugs in to try and protect my already-not-so-great hearing, whenever Shane spoke, what I heard was something like "Fnthangn murfle theth A Rainy Night in Soho". Hell, that could be what he actually said; I wouldn't be particularly surprised. ;)
I only sniffled once during "Love You 'Til the End". (Progress!)
I wish I'd gotten tickets to tomorrow night's show too, although at $68 a ticket after Ticketmaster has their way with you, that just wasn't in the cards.
nminusone, madbodger, and fizzygeek) were great, but the superdickery level in the area in which we were standing was off the charts. Seriously people: pouring beer on each other's heads and splashing the people around you is not the best way to win friends and influence people, or even to make it out of the hall without getting a RICHLY DESERVED PUNCH IN THE FACE. Jumping on your beer-soaked neighbor's toes later absolutely does not help. Settle down there, Beavis. At least there's no smoking anymore for people who don't happen to be on stage, so I didn't have to fear having some drunken idiot set my hair on fire or stick their lit cigarette in my eye while they flailed around. With earplugs in to try and protect my already-not-so-great hearing, whenever Shane spoke, what I heard was something like "Fnthangn murfle theth A Rainy Night in Soho". Hell, that could be what he actually said; I wouldn't be particularly surprised. ;)
I only sniffled once during "Love You 'Til the End". (Progress!)
I wish I'd gotten tickets to tomorrow night's show too, although at $68 a ticket after Ticketmaster has their way with you, that just wasn't in the cards.