Currently Listening Sha Sha By Ben Kweller see related

Concert Rules

So here I am. I went and saw lost prophets on Friday, and I'm going to see Ben Kweller on Saturday.  I  will now give a couple ideas that may help you for your next concert.

1) Concerts are loud: get over it and don't whine.

2) When people drink beer, they say stupid stuff; get over that too.

3) Men: I don't care if you want to wear make-up so you can look more (what do they call it? EMO?), but seriously, don't wear fishnets - thats just gay.

4) Girls: YOU WILL GET FELT UP IF YOU GO CROUD SURFING!  DO NOT GO CROUD SURFING IF YOU"RE NOT OKAY WITH IT! Dont slap guys if they grab your butt.  Honestly, they are only trying to keep you from falling onto the ground from a height of 8 feet.

5) You will get sweaty at a rock concert; get over that as well.

6) If you are less than 130 pounds, its pretty much pointless to try and push your way to the front so don't try.

7) The pit is for serious concert goers.  You will get knocked around inside the pit.  If you can't handle it, don't get in the pit.  (Girl who pinched me at the concert, this is for you)

Anyone else got any good ones?  These are the ones that really pissed me off the other night...

Currently Listening I Write Sins Not Tragedies By Panic at the Disco see related

Heres a great story that illistrates just how much fun Mark and I have when we are together:

Yesterday, Mark, his G/F, G/F's sister, and I went to boone to go waterfall jumping.  There are less than 100 people who probably know how to find this place cause it is in the total middle of nowhere and then you have to hike for like a mile to find it.  Its a ton of fun.  Anyhow, at the end of the day we all decide we are super hungry and would like to eat.  I had this incredible craving for chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, and okra while Katlyn really wanted some pancakes.  We find this country resturant in Boone and walk in.  The first thing that happens is my saying something stupid about if we came in the right door cause I didn't see any tables or something.  The hostess walked up and told us we were in the right place.  Our hostess was about 19 with long blonde hair wearing birkenstocks.  she sits us in the middle of the dinning room and we ordered and started eating.  From about the 5 minute mark, Mark was farting every 30 seconds super loud to where people around were looking at us.  Mark was trying super hard to let them out easy but to no avail. As a result, all four of us were laughing hysterically the whole meal.  At three points during the meal I had tears that I had to wipe off my cheeks.  There was obviously lots of crude joking and other things going on at the meal too.  It was rediculous how loud we were being.  Through all of this, the hostess kept looking over at me.  I was thinking, "Whatever, maybe she likes my shirt."  As we leave we are all sitting in the front porch waiting for Katlyn to pay and the hostess walks outside and says, "I'm going to ask you something and then I want you to pretend it never happened.  Do you guys smoke weed and if so can I buy some?"  I say no and Mark says he quit three years ago (not totally true).  I ask her, "You're telling me you go to Appilachain State University and you can't find weed?"  And she goes on to tell me that no one in the town of BOONE, NC can find any at all.  If you've ever been to boone you would understand how rediculous this is.  I tell her that if she can't find weed in Boone she needs to find new friends and we leave.  It occured to me as soon as I got in the car that she thought we were high the whole time in the resturant.  We were all laughing like crazy the whole time and all ate a ton of food cause that had been our only meal of the day. 

Currently Listening Liberation Transmission By Lostprophets see related

I guess I only really blog when I'm stressed out or I'm mad at something, this the reason its been all summer since I wrote anything... 

I've only been truly mad once this summer and let me vent: Wal-Mart, the most loved and hated store in America.  It stands for things that some don't agree with and anyone from a small town in rural America hates it.  Nonetheless, Wal-mart is the biggest superstore in America.  One would think that they would make sure to keep their customers happy, however; this is not the case in Longview, TX. 

Let me tell the story:  So I go to Wal-mart alone and when I go shopping alone, I'm pretty much on a mission from God to shop as quickly as possible and anyone that stands in my way needs to move...  Anyway the cart I grab won't track straight.  I felt like I was coaxing a dehydrated, three-legged camel through the Gobe desert.  After about 20 yards of this nonsense I stop and look down to find the front passenger side of the cart's wheel is wound up with, no lie: twine, streamers, human hair (Pubic and Head), grass, and a shoe string.  How am I, a white middle class American man supposed to navigate a shopping cart that basically has a steel peg posing as a wheel through the islands they call clothing racks in the men's dept?  Slightly annoyed a get down on my hands and knees in busy Wal-mart thinking to myself, "Joshua, you're an engineer.  Fix it your own self."  If you know me, you know that the thought of pubic hair makes me want to blow chunks.  As a result, I quickly abandoned that cart when I saw the pube.  So I got another cart which had THE EXACT SAME PROBLEM! only the other wheel.  I was so pissed at this point that I just pushed real hard and left a black mark everywhere I traveled in Wal-mart, kind of as like a road-map so those who came behind me could see how much Wal-Mart sucks. 

Am I going to stop shopping there? - No But I kinda wish they would pay some idiot 6 bucks and hour to spray all the cart wheels with WD-40 and pick the crap out of the wheel every night... 

Currently Listening Horse of a Different Color By Big & Rich see related

Schoobie and I are going to San Antonio this weekend.  We have never been there before.  Aparently it's nice...