The Long Road to Eden

location: Prudential Center - Newark, NJ
date: May 24, 2008
time: take it easy, don't matter

I did not get any sleep before work Saturday, so little that I actually called work and asked for a wake up call. I haven't done that in over a year I think. Anyway, grapegum called & said we got tickets for The Eagles concert that night. That pretty much secured that I wouldn't leave work until my 11th hour. I mean, where the hell else am I gonna hang out to wait for the concert? It was busy at work too and I was so looking forward to crawling into bed.

So we got there really early because for some reason we thought the concert began at 7pm. It was actually 8pm. The last minute tickets we got were cheap, and SHITTY. Grapegum & JuJu began to bicker, JuJu was gonna go home if we had to stay there & Grapegum was just pissed that no one seemed grateful she got tickets. I got up bcuz I didn't want to hear it and i did eventually go to the usher, who was completely useless. I tried contacting ticket office but got nowhere with that. I left Giant a completely frustrated voicemail and an expletive filled text to Uge-wan. Anyway, after running around like mad through PruCen we finally got a supervisor who got us from section 216 to section 11. When he parted that curtain, I almost had a heart attack. They were right frakkin there! I thanked that supe and we settled in for the show.

A-freakin-mazing. They played all the classics of course. Hotel California was awesome naturally. Since the seats were awesome, all the songs were awesome! I was trying to take pictures on my camera phone and text people at the same time. I thanked Mama for the seats and our luck that we found that supervisor. The Eagles were funny but OLD! When they put their guitars on, they'd bend a little from the weight of them lol... Tay said those songs were old before we were even born. Truth be told, they broke up the year I was born. They cracked jokes, like before they played Lyin Eyes Walsh said the song was dedicated to his wife, aka plaintiff. They did 2 encores which was totally rad and when Don Henley stood in the spotlight all by himself crooning Desperado, I thought I'd cry. They played for 3 1/2 hours total, taking a 15 minute intermission once. Completely worth it. I swear, if Eric Clapton didn't totally do it hearing the Eagles play live makes me want to pick up a guitar and rock out.

Great night. Even better that I was off the next day.

Eric Clapton

location: Holmdel, NJ @ PNC Bank Arts Center
date: May 22, 2008
time: cream ain't got no schedule baby

Eric Clapton is made of awesome. He played for 2 hours straight, breaking his stride only to change guitars. He got on the stage after a local band played his opening act. Grapegum wondered if at every venue he gets a local band to open for him. Ours was Randolph Runaway Band or something like that. It was packed, of course, with a mixed crowd. Mostly older folks with some younger dudes and my age range.

Anyway, I can't even describe how he played. PNC is an amphitheater, so we're outside. It's cold. The stars are out. I looked up at the stars, the Big D was visible, while he played some sick riffs. Frakkin' awesome. Of course people were just standing up, throughout the whole thing. It's those moments when I wish I was Giant's height. Still cool though. EC said "thank you!" the same way at the end of every song & he just work jeans and a sweatshirt. He's an old man who's the baddest guitar player around. In the end, I didn't want to go from the flow of music and of course we bought souvenirs. $100 went poof like that. =\ Juju bamboozled 2 t-shirts out of me and Grapegum. We're suckers for the old man.

Like Dawn said, "he IS the guitar hero."

Also, it's mad cool that PNC is only 15 minutes away from our house.

fight 'em til you can't! wooo! 2310hrs.

ChiChi w/ our heroes

HAHAHA

accepting flaws

4 years. saturday was most enlightening. it wasn't bad, it wasn't good. it was just enlightening in a factual way. like the cheese stands alone & my GOD i have no one to talk to. make like spooky i guess.

i have a hard time accepting people's flaws. you can be a douche & i will find a way to tolerate your personality enough that we could go out for drinks & hang out. it's just too much energy to dislike a person. but i swear, sometimes whether they know it or not a person just cannot be liked. either our personalities/ethics/morals don't mesh or you're just not a likeable person. and Lord help me i'm not sure why i've ended up in place with certain people i wouldn't have been exposed to for not the circumstances, like work.

sugarpunk also taught me never to say sorry if i don't mean. it's just a waste of breath and no one likes insincere people. funnily enough, the most annoying thing about the pmt is how it changes you. because honestly, in order to survive there. you've got to have a poker face & be a fantastic liar.

fight 'em til you can't. 2301 hrs.

Happy anniv!
There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief. There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.

C-listers? and little things

hotel's opened up the 19th floor. in comparison to everything else, the new floor is great! even if it's got layout problems, or the toilets leak out a bit in the back, or the tubs don't drain, or the doors don't look, or the windows don't fully shut... but go team!

eric stromer checked in the other day, he received a renovated room thankfully. he wanted a late check out, segue to his website ericstromer.com ... i love hgtv, btw.
also on the menu, tiffany pollard aka i love new york from vh1 herself. she was quiet, polite even. her manager or whoever that dude was did most of the talking. good thing chasingamy was at work and recognized the name the day before. it was booked for an sgl so we comped it to dlx.

more little things...
- i have a fondness for throwing my phone when i'm angry. $200 be damned.
- i like online shopping more than real shopping; i don't want to be bothered by sales clerks when i peruse thru stuff. of course, real shopping means you can try things on.
- my door is covered in purses/bags. there's a crate worth under my tv as well. also, the brown box in the closet from when we moved to this house and the row of bags in my closet on the top shelf.
- i label my job as being in an abusive relationship, and all the mindf*cks that come with it.
- i think teasing stephanie, within reason!, is funny.
- i've got the same friends since i was 13 years old.
- i don't keep in touch well, even with friends i have no beef with. i've theorized i'm too lazy which also means the other is as well so a fantastic match... that of course leads to the reunions where we pick up where we left off. :-)

on an end note: after yet another self defeating move that even though i knew was the wrong choice but could not help but do it anyway disregarding the fact i'm trying to make the opposite point about us, particularly my attitude and how i feel about the whole lot, i've added 2 brand new scuffs to the front of my phone. apparently, phones hitting dry walls do leave marks.

*sigh* i f*cking hate myself. 1832 hrs.