So last night I went to see the dave mathews. again. I admit, I don't like dave, and last night he was really mellow, but my wife, she loves him, and if she's willing to stand in a field in the middle of a blizzard and cheer for me, well hell, I'm more than happy to spend and evening listening to dave with her...
The kid next to me was really up tight. So much so I think he could have made a diamond if he stuck a piece of coal in his butt. But them my man busted out some of the hippie lettus and he was gizmo the dancing machine. While bustin' a move he dropped his J. Then gizmo the dancing machine was on his belly on teh Wachovia center floor looking for it. That was pretty damn funny.
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Not a Dave Mathew's fan either, but I too have been to see him for the same reasons. We do what-we-gotta-do to get it done. Not to change the subject, but why is it so F*CKING hot in my office. Jeeeezusss!!!! Sorry. Have good one.
-Jason
It's a caveman thing Marc. She watches you do your rain dance on your bike and you go with her to the show ( primievally, to protect her from hungry animals that don't exist anymore) Good caveman.
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