So we had this wonderful idea. Nine Inch Nails was going on tour in the US finally, and we were going to go. The day for buying tickets arrived and online I went, seeking intangible electronic proof that I am a fan, I am worthy, and I have a ticket to Nine Inch Nails at the Worcester Centrum. So online I am, and attempting to buy a ticket I proceed. That day was the same day as the release of another set of tickets, but this time for Nsync. Ticketmaster, we bow to thee. er, Ticketmaster PUSHED BACK the release time of NIN tickets to allow more time for the SCREAMING EVIL FUCKING LITTLE DUMB ASS SHEEP TEENY-BOPPERS to get their precious tickets. Lucky me I hadn't been waiting in line at Tower Records, or there would have been some sort of riot, and probably the bloody angry sort. But anyway, point is: I'm sitting there trying to buy my tickets online (i'm getting 8 because that is the max and everyone else is too lazy to get their own) so the fucking site is slow as all hell from traffic. But the time rolls around and there are finally few enough hits for them to handle MY request and I was actually able to get general admission floor seats! good deal. but still $50. :( Goodness this is. Phase 1: purchase complete.
Phase 2: ride-age from my residence in a dorm at Northeastern to Worcester. DING DING DING!!! Andy has car, Andy has ticket. Andy is friend, therefore I HAVE A RIDE! JOY!! The other tickets you ask? well, five i bought will occupy the five seats of Andy's Landcruiser (lovingly called brujo, spanish for witch or something, i think) The other three procure a ride from our devoted friend Trevor. Phase 2: complete.
Phase 3: going there. YOU THINK THIS WOULD BE THE EASY PART! but no. The day of the show is Tuesday, May 2nd. Today, Monday, May 1st, bad news rings through the halls of Ghetto West. One of Andy's friends Curtis (forgive me for not knowing his last name) died in a car accident last Friedday. It had to do with fog and it was worse because he was completely sober, no drugs, no alcohol, so shut the fuck up you dumbass critics. (if there ever would be on such an obscure site as this.) So the wake is tomorrow, Tuesday, May 2nd. Andy and Renee are going because they are. Two tickets now up for grabs. They both have to drive becuase the wake is in Taunton, and that isn't exactly walking distance. Mission is now minus one car ride for the three people still going. but wait! Nick comes to the rescue to buy one ticket from Andy. Barrett whips out the credit card (and yes IS getting skinned alive) and *rents a car*. bonus Mission: car now included. Finally, the last ticket. What shall become of it, i know not, yet. Perhaps an upgrade of ticket for Julie, perhaps for Trevor. But no one new wants it so somehow, a ticket is getting hawked in the parking lot.
Yeah, so that's my story... moral: death is always getting in the way of the living, so whenever you have the chance, dance on a grave and laugh at death. HA!
esrever