Yesterday I went to see the Black Crowes at Sleep Train Amphitheater with my friend Joel. We had lawn seats an enjoyed the show tremendously. I am not huge into jam bands, but apparently the Black Crowes have morphed into a very good one.
Sitting in the lawn seats exposes you to a lot of different people.
Teenage girls who want older guys to check them out. Older girls drinking 2 foot margaritas who leave their fat friend to watch the blanket, while they troll for crank. A guy who makes the move to help them by taking their picture, but doesn't bother to go hit on them, and goes to sit alone with his dick in hand. Don't forget the guy whose life achievement is a full back tattoo and doesn't wear a shirt, no matter how cold it gets.
I do want to thank the lady who waved her blanket during heavy jams, she was having fun. But more importantly, the drunk guy with the young girl who came up to me and asked if I would like to see her breasts for $7 dollars so they could get a beer.
I am 36. I have seen plenty of breasts for free. I also will not be seen in public handing over money for a girl to show her boobs. Further I refuse to enter into any transaction with a drunken shirtless guy. The issue of $5 came up and he said OK. So I could see them and they still wouldn't have a beer. So I say to you .....
If you can fill this cup with your dignity, I will give you five dollars.
That cup will always be empty.
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