vote.

this post actually has very little to do with voting, and a lot to do with this past weekend. which rawked. hardcore.

friday: good ol' wesleyan, once again

as the VICTORY PARADE!!! was pushed back to saturday, when i definitely couldn't make it, i decided against skipping out on becca and instead, as originally planned, drove down to wes after work on friday. amoxicilin is god, so i felt better enough to go out for a bit. so we headed over to sweigle's house (not outhouse... oops). i learned to play speed scrabble, and even won once! almost twice... then everyone else i knew showed up too, and there was much rejoicing (yaaay).

so then i was all innocently chattin w/ becca and nathan, and some dude comes over (lookes vaguely dke-ish, but i make no actual assumptions. i'll call him sketchyguy) and initiates the following conversation:

sketchyguy: are you wearing a bra under that sweater?
me: yes.
sketchyguy: are you wearing a shirt under the sweater?
me: yes.
sketchyguy: are you single?
me [mostly lying after this point]: no.
sketchyguy: are you in love?
me: um.... what kind of question is that? no.
sketchyguy: well, be an adult and have an affair.
me [turning completely towards becca and nathan]: so anyways...

so, yes, very sketchy. KPd told me later i should have decked him. maybe if i hadn't limited myself to one drink (for the cheat!) i would have, but i must admit i'm pretty pacifist.

so then there was more schmoozing, and then i left to play settlers with dave and beth and desan. i lost hardcore.

saturday: the jerz

(does anyone else call it that? or did i make it up?)

so then i drove on down to jersey. at la casa de KPd, i chilled with the d's for a while, and then with them plus TMQ, and then KPd and KGd and TMQ and i went to the meadowlands, by way of mickey-d's (mmm... chicken and fries and soda...). so we chilled in the car eating in the parking lot, and then we got in line for the GREEN DAY CONCERT!!!

while in line, we got to see a bunch of kids (high school age, i think) become corporate tools ("everyone on this side shout verizon! and then you all shout samsung!") the line was long, but mostly populated by people in the front floor section, so we made it to the front of the rear floor section pretty easily. we waited around and read people's text messages to the crowd (kids these days...) and then we saw the first opening band, sugar... something or other. they sing that bouncing off the walls again song. the girls around us were really into it. they were decent. then more standing around, then new found glory, who were good but didn't play any songs i knew of theirs. then more waiting. then...

GREEN DAY!!!

[as the stage decorations are getting set up... there's an ok picture of it here, the first one]
me [noting the big red curtains and flags]: dude, it's like the fuckin' third reich up there!
KPd: that's... horrible
me: well i'm sure it's done ironically
[as the music starts and the flags start to rise]
KPd: dude you're totally right
green day: plays 'american idiot'

amazing. as were the rest of the songs. and billy joe (NOT billy joel. billy joe. armstrong. of green day.) is *amazing.* works the crowd like a master. ohmygod. so the whole show is awesome-tastic. and there are fireworks. and lots of lights. and confetti--TWICE! after the first confetti, i was thinking, 'i wish there was more confetti' AND THERE WAS! so, all in all, the show was amazing-tastically awesome.

another plus, the crowd was mostly high school students. well, there were pluses and minuses to this. but most importantly, it meant when they all moshed and crowd-surfed, they weren't big enough to hurt us too badly. i got hit in the head a few times, but luckily have no noticeable bruises. there were other battle scars to other people, but nothing major.

now, the downside of all these high school students being there was that it made all of us (even KGd, i think) feel old. this happened whenever green day played a slow song. y'know how the thing to do is light a lighter and wave it back and forth, and it looks all cool with little flames all over the stadium? so now i guess the thing to do (at least for the young'uns) is that, only with one's cell phone instead of a lighter. this was very disconcerting. flame, cool (if dangerous). glow sticks, fine (esp. b/c of the not dangerous part). cell phones, HELL NO! it was very weird and scary. that's what made us feel old. and way cooler than high school students (at least, i felt that way).

so all in all, amazing concert. then, we went to the diner. or, a diner. how... jersey. apparently. in any event, pretty cool. yay all-night diners. then, back to la casa d. and to bed.

Sunday: back on home

the sun was shining the day i drove out of jersey, and i made good fuckin' time.

after breakfast and leaving later than intended, i made it home in just about 3:45, including a break. i guess not driving in the city makes everything way faster. lack of traffic helps too. so i was home in time to chill w/ the little bro for a bit, and then out to dinner w/ the family before sending t-bot back to school.

then dad and i went to see team america: world police (america--FUCK YEAH!), which was pretty good. kind of amazingly funny to people on both sides of the political spectrum, it seemed.

so, i'm pretty sure i'll be goin' on down to the 19 fountain election shindig. someone'll have to tape the daily show for me... but what with everyone at wes, i bet there'll be plenty of joking and revelry. and hopefully kerry/edwards will win. and it sounds like a lot of people will be too drunk to notice/care by that point. not me, for once, but i bet other people. and then we'll go protest his policies too. but maybe he'll listen a little better. only a little.

so, in conclusion, vote.