Well, just got in a bit ago from Troy’s wedding reception. If you will recall, Troy and his wife got married in April in New York City. It was a very nice affair, and I got to meet a lot of people I had only heard about.
Friday was CRAZY! Nate and I drove into D.C. to get the keys to my room first, then on to Cybele’s, then I left for the BSC show at Camden Yards. I parked a good distance away. I thought the show started earlier than it did, but, ended up it started at 9:30. This was good in that I got to the Yards, found the ticket booth, and got in line for the show right about the time they let everyone through to go to the stage. Problem with that… this was at the AST Dew Tour, so NBC was filming there and delayed the show by over an hour.
After the first band went off, I started hoping that BSC would get up there fast because the parking garage I was in, a half mile away, closed at midnight. Yes, my carriage would turn into a peach, and not a very happy one. At 11:35, BSC walked off the stage and I fought my way out of the crowd, over to the merch table, told Shep I had to leave, tell the guys “hi”, later, see ya. Then, I fast walked and jogged back to my car and exited said garage at 12:01. Yep, totally missing Saliva. Which SUCKS because I really wanted to see them. Thank you, N-B-C!
The best part about waiting for the show was seeing all of the hot BMX bikers. Oh, yeah.
Speaking of guys . . . I have a date next week. I find him rather interesting. We met online a while back, way back, before the fire, but didn’t really pursue anything. Then he saw my byline in the paper I write for and sent me an IM. We chatted a bit and exchanged phone numbers. He called on Thursday, I think. He asked me an interesting question though… which is whether or not I would date a guy who is short. I found that a bit odd since his profile says he’s 6’2″. I told him I didn’t mind dating guys who were more my height. For one, I find them easier to kiss whenever I want instead of having to wait until they sit down.
Really, I’m a bit more interested in how we connect, not about whether he’s 5’2″ or 6’2″.
Okay, I’m tired and I’m going to bed. I won’t mention this horrific D.C. traffic, which I loathe!! LOATHE!! Oh, I just mentioned it… *grumble*