My day in DC....
I took a trip to DC with my GF yesterday to see The Cramps. The day started off really slow and crappy. Bad moods and attitudes sabotaged the morning.....blah.
The ride into the city was fairly uneventful except for the occaisonal non-driving asshole. Oh well, what can you do.
Found some parking and took a walk down the street to the mystical land known as 'Smithsonian'. Took a trip back in time and ran into Lothar. Haven't seen this guy in a while. He said "What's up.".
He then proceeded to try to kick some game to a 'cave-betty' that happened to be nearby. She was not having any part of it and knocked his ass out and threw him in a hole. Poor Lothar..... Note to self, don't try to pick up cave-women.
Needless to say, I decided to to leave this place before anything else happend to me or my girlfriend.
We walked around for a bit in search of some food. Somehow we were 'magically' drawn to a Texas-grill place. Check out the address....
Finally, after killing some time walking the streets, it's time to head to the show.
Picked up our tickets at the window and had to stand in line for 45 minutes or so listening to some jackass ramble on about monster movie soundtracks and what kind of radio stations he liked.
After we got inside, I looked for an SG buddy of mine that was going to the show as well, but could not locate her. I also had a 'primo' spot in front of the stage and my girl didn't want me to leave her alone in fear of the aforementioned 'jackass' harrassing her. So there I stayed and drank my plastic cup filled with lager that cost 5$!!
3 bands went on to perform. The first was an interesting group, but I don't recall the name. Then came the Gore Gore Girls!
4 little vixens that rocked the house! The Deuce was on bass (the one to the far right) and she tried a maneuver where she was going to stand on the speaker at the front of the stage and rock out on while playing. Let's just say an angled speaker box and stilletto boots don't mix. She fell down, but me my GF and another kindly fan helped to catch her.... nothing was hurt 'cept for the pride. 
Then the moment we were all waiting for..... The Cramps! They were awesome! Lux announced his campaign to run for president....he's got my vote! I also got to slap his ass when he was wiping his sweat all over some girl's dreads in the front.
The only complaint I had was that the crowd was so "cramped". (pun, pun) I had to brace my hands on the stage while standing behind my GF to save her from being squished by all the rowdies. Also, sweaty bodies all pressed up against one another and some old dude kept trying to grind his pelvis into my buttocks!
I gave him a few inconspicuous elbows to the midsection when the crowd was swaying back and forth. I think he eventually got the hint. At least the girl was safe.
After the show, heading home, we saw a van with like 30 police cars surrounding it speeding down the highway. They were heading toward the city....I wonder what that was all about. Maybe I'll check the DC paper online to find out they were chasing MJ down because he stole a 3yr old's tricycle after a lesson of 'good touch, bad touch' went awry.
Went home, got some sleep, now I'm up in the morning here at work.......
Poo.
I took a trip to DC with my GF yesterday to see The Cramps. The day started off really slow and crappy. Bad moods and attitudes sabotaged the morning.....blah.
The ride into the city was fairly uneventful except for the occaisonal non-driving asshole. Oh well, what can you do.
Found some parking and took a walk down the street to the mystical land known as 'Smithsonian'. Took a trip back in time and ran into Lothar. Haven't seen this guy in a while. He said "What's up.".
He then proceeded to try to kick some game to a 'cave-betty' that happened to be nearby. She was not having any part of it and knocked his ass out and threw him in a hole. Poor Lothar..... Note to self, don't try to pick up cave-women.
Needless to say, I decided to to leave this place before anything else happend to me or my girlfriend.
We walked around for a bit in search of some food. Somehow we were 'magically' drawn to a Texas-grill place. Check out the address....
Finally, after killing some time walking the streets, it's time to head to the show.
Picked up our tickets at the window and had to stand in line for 45 minutes or so listening to some jackass ramble on about monster movie soundtracks and what kind of radio stations he liked.
After we got inside, I looked for an SG buddy of mine that was going to the show as well, but could not locate her. I also had a 'primo' spot in front of the stage and my girl didn't want me to leave her alone in fear of the aforementioned 'jackass' harrassing her. So there I stayed and drank my plastic cup filled with lager that cost 5$!!
3 bands went on to perform. The first was an interesting group, but I don't recall the name. Then came the Gore Gore Girls!
4 little vixens that rocked the house! The Deuce was on bass (the one to the far right) and she tried a maneuver where she was going to stand on the speaker at the front of the stage and rock out on while playing. Let's just say an angled speaker box and stilletto boots don't mix. She fell down, but me my GF and another kindly fan helped to catch her.... nothing was hurt 'cept for the pride.
Then the moment we were all waiting for..... The Cramps! They were awesome! Lux announced his campaign to run for president....he's got my vote! I also got to slap his ass when he was wiping his sweat all over some girl's dreads in the front.
The only complaint I had was that the crowd was so "cramped". (pun, pun) I had to brace my hands on the stage while standing behind my GF to save her from being squished by all the rowdies. Also, sweaty bodies all pressed up against one another and some old dude kept trying to grind his pelvis into my buttocks!
I gave him a few inconspicuous elbows to the midsection when the crowd was swaying back and forth. I think he eventually got the hint. At least the girl was safe.
After the show, heading home, we saw a van with like 30 police cars surrounding it speeding down the highway. They were heading toward the city....I wonder what that was all about. Maybe I'll check the DC paper online to find out they were chasing MJ down because he stole a 3yr old's tricycle after a lesson of 'good touch, bad touch' went awry.
Went home, got some sleep, now I'm up in the morning here at work.......
Poo.
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mle:
yup yup that was an interesting journal. 
lilmissmorbid:
Happy fisting tuesday!
