10-15-2025, 12:32 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-15-2025, 12:40 AM by Drunk Monk.)
That was so fun.
Didn't see any of Judas Priest. Got stuck with this bipolar gal who broke her ankle (before the show) and needed a wheelchair to get to the car. We gave the car driver plenty of time, but he missed his window and ending up making the pick up during the exit - like a salmon swimming upstream. The bipolar gal was funny - she thought I was in my 40s (not quite 29 but closer than any of you - yeah, she was quite drunk but hey - it happened alright? I totally taking that as the night's gratuity). Her friend was this hysterical dyke with astounding hardcore tatts. It was fun hanging with them - the rain was hardly a sprinkle so it was a fine vantage for people watching as they exited to the odour of bacon hot dogs and the sound of knock-off T-shirt hawkers.
This was supposed to say 'on a funny team'. There was a cute middle eastern gal, studying for her emt, her very first show with rm and her first time at shoreline. There was also a young emt, fresh graduate from UCLA, back in the area (Fremont) and looking for work. We took her on a tour - I let him explain the boring stuff. I proctored her with my vast wisdom of the ways of rm. It was a funny dynamic - we got along quite well. The emt was the highest cert so I let him lead (which meant he did all the radioing and initial patient contact - I just ran back up and chatted up this new gal. They were both in their early twenties. That's right - both their ages combined was at least a dozen years less than my solar age. But my rock & roll age is in my 40s.
Alice was super fun. Good show, spooky cheesy theatrics, scorching guitar work.
Caught the Reggae Express on the way back to svale. Tho the road is rocky, it sure feels good to me...
Didn't see any of Judas Priest. Got stuck with this bipolar gal who broke her ankle (before the show) and needed a wheelchair to get to the car. We gave the car driver plenty of time, but he missed his window and ending up making the pick up during the exit - like a salmon swimming upstream. The bipolar gal was funny - she thought I was in my 40s (not quite 29 but closer than any of you - yeah, she was quite drunk but hey - it happened alright? I totally taking that as the night's gratuity). Her friend was this hysterical dyke with astounding hardcore tatts. It was fun hanging with them - the rain was hardly a sprinkle so it was a fine vantage for people watching as they exited to the odour of bacon hot dogs and the sound of knock-off T-shirt hawkers.
(10-14-2025, 07:15 PM)Drunk Monk Wrote: On a tinny tramo
This was supposed to say 'on a funny team'. There was a cute middle eastern gal, studying for her emt, her very first show with rm and her first time at shoreline. There was also a young emt, fresh graduate from UCLA, back in the area (Fremont) and looking for work. We took her on a tour - I let him explain the boring stuff. I proctored her with my vast wisdom of the ways of rm. It was a funny dynamic - we got along quite well. The emt was the highest cert so I let him lead (which meant he did all the radioing and initial patient contact - I just ran back up and chatted up this new gal. They were both in their early twenties. That's right - both their ages combined was at least a dozen years less than my solar age. But my rock & roll age is in my 40s.
Alice was super fun. Good show, spooky cheesy theatrics, scorching guitar work.
Caught the Reggae Express on the way back to svale. Tho the road is rocky, it sure feels good to me...
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