And this is the point where I begin to get giddy like a school girl.
I spoke briefly with AFKS last night about the plans for the trip. He wants to take a camera into the show. Think about that for a minute. We're not balcony people. We're not back-row people. We're pit people. We're barricade people. At a death metal show. And he wants to take a camera.
Dubya. Tea. Eff.
I told him he's welcome to take his if he wants, but my two cameras are staying at home because I'm not about to break one in the pursuit of something even stupider than just trying to hold my own in a crowd of sweaty dudes beating the fuck out of each other to the rhythm of *BOOMEDY*BOOMEDY*BOOMEDY*BOOM*
He grew sullen, but sometimes big boys have to make big decisions. He'll get over it.
I ran my ass off this morning doing my share of the weekend chores inside the house. Cleaned the Foreman grill, vacuumed, swept, cleaned the stovetop, shook out the rugs, and generally worked my butt off. The plan was to mow last night but we got one little storm cloud that blasted through in about two minutes out of nowhere that dropped just enough rain to make that seem like not such a good idea. So, I'll try it again tonight.
Then, Saturday, I'm off.
Mrs. NFB has done the usual. She planned out a nice fun day for herself doing something she's been wanting to do for months, then at the last second found some way to avoid doing what she wanted to do in favor of something else. *SHRUG* I'll never understand that.
Saturday night, Chimaira, Soilent Green, and Dethklok. Gotta love bands that can't spell. WOO!
Then the fast drive back and Sunday feeling like hell. Ought to be great fun.
It would be pretty cool if Sioux Falls started getting some shows worth seeing every once in a while. Maybe Disturbed will swing through once they get on their own headlining tour this year. They're opening for Heaven & Hell, Lemmy & Crew and some other older-generation pre-thrash-era band I can't remember right now. But they toured as headliners last time around, I'm sure they'll do it again.
Nathan Explosion in his exit interview from the position of Governor of the state of Florida, speaking to a crowd of one, surrounded by the carnage of the hurricane named Scrambles the Death Dealer - "I'd like to think I left Florida in a better place than where I found it."
DO YOU FOLKS LIKE COFFEE!?
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