This Love,Frosty Drinks, Glowsticks, and Putting up a Parking Lot

2008-09-13T11:33:00.001-07:00

Last night= Amazing.
There has always been a person that for the better half of my life has always shown me a good time. I think that's probably the reason why shes my friend. Besides the friend part she understands what it truly is to love to eat.

For my birthday, Megan and I went to see Maroon 5. Totally last minute. It's those last minute things in life that always turn out to be the best. I didn't think we were going to get it as we walked through the sea of people to the Verizon Amphitheater. We did however, and hi-tailed it straight to the margarita smoothies (go figure). We then were directed to our lawn seats "just right up the hill". That "right up the hill" the seat man ( for I have nothing else to name him) was telling us about was more less a hike. Huffing up a mountain and sipping on a margarita are really not a good mix.

I have come to the conclusion that this venue has to be one of the very best around. We sat on the lawn, sipped our drinks, and discussed just how old the Counting Crowes really were while they played.
Oh, and just a side note to the Crowes. I think you should play "Parking Lot " next time. You know the only song everyone knows? The gentleman behind me for the duration of the night was shocked you didn't. Even during Maroon all he could shout was "Parking Lot!" So please. Next time save your fellow concert viewers sanity.

It was then looking out at the band I realized. Dang man, this is life. Being with the people you love listening to the music your passionate about. Megan and I reminisced about the ridiculousness that was the start of our friendship and even further the ridiculousness that was the people sitting in front of us with glow sticks. I think I am going to write a whole other blog to those. Perhaps an Ode to the glow stick?

Tangent
I almost just went into telling you about this little anecdote about the drink I had. Then I realized I almost became a real blogger. The kind that fills you in about how the seams in their socks bugged them that day at lunchtime.... I digress....

Unfortunately my Starbucks coffee caught up with me and I feared what every concert goer fears, I have to go to the bathroom. Now bathroom lines at concerts are a whole other story. I have come to a great conclusion last night. There is a certain comradeship that occurs in the public restroom lines. Women for whatever reason get in these long lines and end up discussing life and goals and relationship issues with people they never have even met. It is like we are all reaching a unified goal. Thus we are all one and open up about the celebration of our femininity. I ended up talking to (reluctantly) three intoxicated girls in front of me during the duration of my line stay. It was then I was suggested to pretend like I had to throw up to get to the front of the line. I graciously declined the sweet advice. Thankfully I got in and out of there in under 30 minutes (phew).

Maroon 5. Was amazing. I half admitted to Megan that I was a closet fan for awhile. It was only until recently that I became a Roony. We sang. We Danced . We laughed at ourselves. It was one of the best presents ever. I always think it's funny when bands come to the bubble and say things like "Hellloooooo Irvine! or How you feeling Irvine!" These guys have traveled probably everywhere in the world and for them to talk about our little utopia of a city is just amusing.

Our night ended in a symphony of car horns and four letter words in the parking lot outside the venue. Thankfully Megan and I had good old Rick Ross to get down to.....

So thats my first blog. Last night was a blast, Thanks Megan!

Danielles Pondering Place

This Love,Frosty Drinks, Glowsticks, and Putting up a Parking Lot