Mutual of Jones Beach’s “Wild Kingdom” June 26, 2006 ~ 11:04 pm
Posted by Julie in : Shorty, Story Time , trackbackI know that some people wouldn’t classify a concert without alcohol as hell, but there’s just something nice about kicking back with a beer while seeing your favorite band. It’s even nicer to have a beer to help you pass the time until your not-so-favorite band gets the hell off the stage and lets your favorite band take over. For instance, about the time that your not-so-favorite band starts singing “Wheel in the Sky.” That would be a good great time for a beer.
Apparently I was not the only one thinking like this on Saturday night. Our first hint was the huge tailgate party going on in the parking lot when we arrived. People had pitched tents, were sitting under tarps, or were just chilling out in their cars blasting Def Leppard (there were no Journey tailgaters as near as I could tell) and drinking pre-show. However the real proof was an incident that happened the third time I went to the bathroom during the Journey half of the show (I had been tailgating with everyone else, what can I say?).
There was a line of about ten women waiting for stalls when I came over to wash my hands, and I was glancing at them in the mirror when I saw something shiny and cylindrical in the hand of a woman behind me. At that same instant, every other woman in the room saw it, too. As one, much like a group of lions sensing prey, we all whirled to face her. “Where’d you get the beer???” we asked with one voice, obviously all having been denied life-giving alcohol by the evil venue. The woman backed up a step towards the wall, trying to protect her Bud Light from the predators around her, then giggled tipsily. “Out of my purse!” she exclaimed, as if it were the most natural thing on earth.
All of us who were without alcohol looked at each other in a mass “D’oh!” moment before I summed it up. “Goddammit!” I said, looking at the tiny bag on my hip. “I’m bringing a bigger purse next time!”
Comments
Two words:
BEER HAT
I can’t believe they didn’t allow people to bring or buy beer unles you had VIP! That’s just silly!
But at least they had the goodness not to search huge purses for beer!
Retro~Yeah, because THAT would have gotten past security. Actually, with the cursory pat-down they did, it might have…
Jamie~What the hell is wrong with this country? It is a God-given right to have beer at a rock concert! (If it isn’t, it should be.)
So, like stashing the beer in your pants wouldn’t really work for you, would it? Besides it being cold and all.
And while I don’t require alcoholic refreshment to enjoy a show, I beleive others should be allowed to so enjoy, as long as they don’t start smacking me on the back like the two drunk ladies behind me at Queen in Buffalo.
So next time, stick a couple of cans down inside your bra. “No sir, my breasts are NOT sloshing!, and I just had a mammogram, thus the rather flat, sideways appearance my boobs have taken on tonight.” LOL!
I have Journey’s “Open Arms” stuck in my head. I blame you, Julie.
Retro~Why not? I blamed Journey for there not being any beer Saturday night, you can blame me for “Open Arms” being in your head.
Kim~”That, and I’m wearing a metal bustier.”
Vince~Have you see women’s pants lately? They’re so tight there’s no room to put beer down them. Besides the coldness factor. And I would never smack you in the back. Unless you really deserved it.
How about a beer bra?
http://www.riverfronttimes.com/Issues/2005-08-10/news/unreal.html
A cold beer helps a lot of things!
Serra~Well, they’re festive.
Nanner~Don’t I know it?