I Made It Back...

John Mayer rocks. He does. You'd have to see him live though.

He did some very bluesy stuff. There was a bit of a jam thing going on for a bit, licks from Zeppelin, Beatles, ohhhh, the Dude is pretty good. He was good. He's gotten better. It isn't all pussy, wimpy, fag, emo music. He can rock out once he get's going.

Ticket upgrades rock!!!!

My spectacular seat turned out to be not what the seating chart showed. It was crap. I was highly disappointed....

***light bulb goes off over head, goes to box office***

Can I have a different seat? The man next to me is very large, he keeps bumping into me (True). So, I ended up much closer with no change in price. Yay! Go me!

What did not rock was getting home....

You can't get here from there easily after 10 pm. You just can't. So, I had arranged for a car to get me and take me where I needed to go. Easy enough, no? I spoke to him three times during the week. His price was reasonable.

Yes, I'll come get you. Call an hour before you need to depart.

Fucker backed out and I had to scramble for alternate transportation.

So I called my wonderful and lovely sister....

Get on the computer and find me a reliable car company that will GET ME OUT OF HERE!! Please!!!

Here, call (name omitted) at ***-****. They'll get you there.

$110.00 cab ride later I was halfway home. In a safe place at 1 am. On a friend's couch. With kitties in my lap. Drinking a Coors Light from her fridge.

Good friends, people who care are a good thing. I had a couch to sleep on. I was safe.

Below are pictures from the show in one of those montage thingies.

This week, saturday, I'm seeing Sir Elton again. This time I have a ride and a room.... with a jacuzzi of course.

Hmmmm. Things aren't playing nicely today. I hate that. I can't insert the player thingie!!!

Click here <----- Warning. It makes noise.

Fucking internet

*Updated 7-8-08* Add Mother Fucking, Fucking Mass Transit to the title. See below.

I have a really great seat to see John Mayer on Thursday. You don't like him? I don't give a shit. You don't have to go.

The assholios at ticketmaster and Apple gave me a free download. It was a bitch to get. I have a version of this now.



I also have to get my sorry ass to and from a stupid Mayer show on a Thursday.

I hope the persons next to me don't suck.

Updated 7-8-08*

I'm sort of screwed. I can't get back home!! The metro and the busses aren't running as one would like when the concert will end. Why even go if you are unable to see the act you wanted to because you had to leave early.

I could take the metro/walk to catch a bus to center city Philadelpha, then a taxi to the train station, then a train home. That's nuts... and I'm not waiting in that section of Camden, NJ for a bus at 11 pm. It's bad enough during the day. (The thugs, prostitutes and drug dealers do their thing RIGHT IN FRONT OF POLICE HEADQUARTERS.)

My other option is just as complicated. Metro, a bus, another bus I'll miss, so that requires a taxi.

One of my co-workers said:

Bryan, do this. Take the metro to Pensauken, then the bus to Town Center. Call a cab from there, you know I'm only three towns over. You can sleep on the couch.

Unfortunately that doesn't exacty work either. I'll be stuck in Pensauken then. The bus doesn't run to Town Center at that hour. So, again, a taxi is required.

After much "internetting" to make sure I really had no simple esape from Camden... and a few phone calls. Problem solved. Expensively.

I'll be taking a taxi from Camden to Roebling for fifty fucking dollars. They wanted $100.00 to take me home. Fuck that.

I'll crash on my friend's couch and take the metro into work when it's running in the morning.

If something happens and I don't make it to her house or work, she'll know what happened. I'm somewhere sleeping in a makeshift tent I fashioned out of trash bags. I'm in jail or dead.

Wish me luck.