Even though I'm really tired (and working a 16 hour shift tomorrow), I'm still pretty excited about this weekend. Sure, the drive out to St. Louis is going to be killer (especially after only 5 hours of sleep) but I'll get to see Leah.
And The Police!
This will be the second major rock show at the Saavis/Scottrade Center/whatever-you-want-to call-the-place-where-the-Blues-play. Unlike that Stones show (which was awesome), I'm going to actually have a seat...rather than a crappy "limited view" slot. I'm a bit disappointed with the opening band (Fiction Plane. Yeah, I've never heard of them either). But whatever.
I broke down and bought tickets to another show today...again at the Scottrade Center. The "Dinosaurs of Classic Rock" Summer continues with a trifecta of guitar awesomeness: ZZ Top, The Pretenders, and The Stray Cats. That's at the end of the month.
I'm excited...Leah is just tagging along.
Such is life.
There's another show I really want to attend in August at the Missouri State Fair--Alice Cooper with Blue Oyster Cult. No one wants to go with me though...ugh...and I really don't want to drive all the way out there alone...ugh...but I will damn it (if I have to). You can't beat two more dinosaurs for only $17!!!!
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I've never been to a state fair.
I hope all the chickens there will be fried before Mr. Cooper eats them.
I really REALLY hope that there's a scary ride called the reaper there, and someone makes BOC ride it, despite their terror of it.
The (Missouri) State Fair has never really impressed me...but then again, I'm not a big "country" person. Have you ever been to Branson? It's like that...or "blue collar comedy." I don't like that stuff either.
I bet BOC DO FEAR THE REAPER...both real and imagined.
Yeah, but they've got deep-fried everything, or so I hear.
Perhaps they should have a booth with a big fryer, and breading stuff, and nothing else. You bring it, they fry it. Or maybe 2 fryers, one for food items, and one for anything else: Dead rat? Not food. Sneaker? Not food. They'll still fry it, but it goes in the 'stuff nobody will eat' fryer.
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