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Monday, July 25, 2005

PDA not okay - but amusing, Killers concert

This weekend I found myself sitting next to a couple who I can only assume was wildly in love, based on their near-mating behavior and the big rock on her left hand. I had thought that I was going to partake of some concert goodness, in the form of Louis XIV and The Killers, but I ended up being the spectator of something far more primeval that rock music. I went with my friends Jeremiah and Rae (who are brother and sister) and their cousin-in-law Jason and I got the dubious pleasure of sitting on the end next to the happy couple next to us. During the concert and waiting for it they kissed and there was general groping perilously close to my own personage. All this mutual affection stirred in me uncontrollable laughter. (I just hate it when others prepubescent behavior causes my sense of humor to revert to its more puerile roots.) The man's hands would start sliding along her waist ever upwards and I would start laughing and elbow Rae. She usually did one of 2 things: 1) laugh 2) tell me she hated me and she would get me back. During the few times that they talked ("Wow, Rae look, they can TALK too!") we made up dialogues for them. As we dissolved into laughter for the umpteenth time I considered that maybe they could overhear us (they were in the seats right next to us) but figured that if they got embarressed, there was good reason. During an intermission they disappeared, causing Jeremiah to comment that perhaps they had gone to a porta-potty for a quickie? We dismissed this idea, but they DID look a little more relaxed when they got back, so you never know... Rae commented that there were many times during the performance when she felt like leaning over me, tapping them on the shoulder, and pointing out to them that there was a hotel JUST NEXT DOOR to the arena. In fact, the arena was part of the hotel.

It all made me think about a book I was reading on modesty that pointed out when girls get embarressed they giggle and that embaressment is a good thing that indicates that something Important is happening (sexually speaking). Well, obviously something important was happening and something romantic, but I sure wish it had been happening somewhere else more appropriate. Sort of an interesting science experiment into embarressment and giggling though. However, I enjoy manipulating others in my science experiments, not myself:-)

The concert was at a casino and I had planned to try a slot machine, because I've never gambled in a casino and I like new experiences, but we walked into the casino and the rows and rows and rows of slot machines with zombie-like people affixed to them, as if by glue brought one thing to my mind "Why do so many people spend so much time doing something that is so intrinsically boring?" I got so bored just LOOKING at the slot machines, that I didn't even make the effort to actually play one.

So much for being a hardened gambler. That $3 I made playing poker at Christmas is apparently not leading to a Life of Sin and Corruption.

4 Comments:

  • At 1:06 AM, Blogger Julie said…

    Alex, you made my evening.
    I just got back from spending time with the kind of people who look like they cut themselves.

     
  • At 10:37 AM, Blogger Julie said…

    hey, and don't you say Y'all because you believe english should have a plural 'you' pronoun? Well I ran into a great example of that need. yesterday I IMed someone about this group and he said, "So, you were surprised by this little Radiance shindig? Did you talk about conformists?" By which he meant did the group talk about conformists. I thought he meant Did I, in a spirit of mischief, bait the people with a subject I knew would make them get excited and have a private giggle to myself as I listened. so I replied, "Nooo, I laughed merrily, several times, loud," which is what I did when I was there because I felt like the place needed some mirth in the atmosphere and I was gonna provide it, whether they wanted it or not. He replied, "That was the best circumvention of an 'lol' I've ever seen." I was confused but moved on to a different topice. I only realized this morning that he meant the plural 'you' and therefore he thought I laughed merrily at his suggestion that the group talked about 'conformists.'
    The hypoallergenic cats are probably the hairless Sphinxes, like Dr. Evil has in Austin Powers. The picture in my blog is of an Abyssinian cat, which look like ancient cats of Egypt.

     
  • At 1:28 PM, Blogger Xana Ender said…

    yes! I DO use y'all! The lack of a plural you is very annoying and I can blame my usage of y'all on the fact that the first 7 years of my life were in Texas. Just like I can blame all my innocence and ignorance on the fact that I grew up on an island. "I'm so sorry I didn't know that. Must be because I grew up on an island." Homeschooling is a another good excuse for this. I never have to actually be responsible for anything myself! :-)

     
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