Friday, October 12, 2007

MUTEMATH


kickin' it on the kent trail...with obligatory grape glacier and peanut butter cup/cookie dough blizzard-thingie








weeks ago we made plans to go see mutemath tonight at the intersection. 
this afternoon, i got a call from dwight.

"what are you doing at 5 o'clock?" 

"uhhh, i'm headed downtown to get in line," i said. "why?" 

pause. 

"do you want to meet the band?" 

yeah. 
dwight won tickets on WGRD today, and a chance to meet the band. 
so a few phone calls later, chris made plans to leave work early and pick up dwight and jenny, and meet the freakin' band.  go to dwight's blog soon for the super cool photographic evidence.

i think this is the first time we've attended a concert (intentionally) with a large group of people.  all the girls:  jenny, erin, rie, liz and tasha.  yes, we're sitting at tables.  yes, we're old.  call us lame, and i'll kick your a**.  ;) 
little known facts about these girls:  one of them is parallel-parking-challenged, but does okay if a navigator is involved.  one of them likes to goose me when i'm not paying attention.  both of them are GREAT road-trip friends.  one of them becomes enraged while driving, and the other names all her cars the same thing.
erin, if you don't know, is my brother-in-law's sister.  or my sister-in-law's sister-in-law.  or chris' sister's sister-in-law.  there's no way that it's not confusing.  but we like her anyway :)
O-brrr-ron

4 comments:

KatieKate said...

It's not the table that make us old...it's the blue EAR PLUGS.

mr. chris said...

oh sure, make fun of the handicapped!!! i've only got one ear i can hear out of, i thought i might try to protect it....besides, the ear plugs isn't the sign of old age, the fact that i kept yelling for the band to turn it down, and i kept asking the waitress if they had metamucil on tap is what makes me old.

Miss Laura said...

Amen...love that last photo of Chris with the hat, the earplugs, and the Mr. Rogers-esque sweater...

madjeepgirl said...

isn't he cute?! when I asked him what was in the pitcher, he responded by acting it out charades-style. remind me to reenact that for you sometime.