Random meetings...

So a quick recap of last night... I went to the Bone concert with Ryan and Carl. Carl works for a ticketing agency that was handling the concert, so he was able to secure us VIP tickets for the concert.

I also have a friend who is the station manager for the radio station that put on the concert, and he did line me up passes as such, but I didn't get confirmation from him until late Friday, so I didn't use his, we went with Carl's passes instead. Both would have suited the purpose... Man, I could have scalped those more than likely, but I'm not like that. It's like returning someone's gift to you.. They put thought into it, and returning it is like a slap in the face: "You don't know me that well..." ugh.

I met Carl and Ryan at a bar before the concert where we had some drinks. Spoke a bit with some other guys who were there drinking. They were pretty drunk, and talking a lot about just getting out of jail, and how it was being incarcerated. Bleh. I've never been to jail, hopefully I'll never go, it's not in my plans. One time during the conversation, I mentioned to Ryan about my friend LF and how she was explaining that in order to keep a woman's breasts from sagging, they should do a lot of push-ups. She's walking proof of it, since she has 32D's. Yes, I can vouch for them too.. :) Damn they're nice, and boy have they stayed up nicely on her frame. Later though, may be issues. Hopefully she can keep her pattern up and stay active... for they are nice... really really nice.

Well, the felons adjacent to us perked up on the words of "Perky" and "Breasts"... I'm sure jail makes certain words carry more notice than others. One of the felons proceeded to explain to me that I needed to do incline presses, push-ups, etc in order to expand my chest and keep it up. Then I looked at him and dead panned: "I was talking about a woman's chest..." My friends, and the felon's friend busted up laughing. :) hah.. luckily I didn't get shanked, I thought.

We finished up dinner, then proceeded to head to the concert. All the while talking amongst ourselves about the jailbait that was walking down the street and heading to the concert. It's just wrong how some of the girls are dressing these days... Wrong in a pedo way, I'm sure, but still wrong. I'll never date someone younger than 24 now (sliding scale as I get older), let alone just 18. Even for just a fling, I don't think I can do it. I mean, some of my morals are still secured.

We went in, got our VIP passes and headed into the concert. The floor was split into 2 sides, younger than 21 on one side, the 21 and older on the other. The concert was at the Crystal Ballroom, which is managed by a local company called McMinemans. One of their drinks called Rubinator is a mixture of their Terminator Stout and Ruby ale beer. Damn it's good. I put down like 3 of those, and had another Mirror Pond that was provided to me by my friend Carl. Definitely good times.

Bone entered the stage from the VIP section, literally right behind me. Show was damn good, but Portland is a funny hip-hop crowd. Imagine a Rap concert in downtown Orange County and you'll see what I mean. White guys with no rhythm attempting to dance, white groupie girls and then like 10 African-Americans in the crowd. I think all of them were in the VIP section too, because my friends and I were about the only white people back there. But to me, it doesn't matter. I've never been judgmental of skin color, but stereotypes do make me laugh. Of course I had to text my friend Nate about the concert, he's a big hip-hop fan as I am, and he's originally from the East coast. He laughed about it as well. But the concert was great any ways.

After the concert I went back to my Durango. I had parked in a garage right downtown near the concert, I should have known it would be packed after the concert. I was still pretty damn buzzed from the drinks when I was leaving.. but I was able to drive.

When I was pulling out, a cute looking girl in a Subaru let me into the car line to queue up to get out. She was in the car with 2 other girls... Damn she seemed like a possibility. Anyways, while we were waiting to get out of the garage, she waved at me.. not once, but twice. My mind started thinking to its self... man, I need to go and at least give her my number, what do I have to lose?

Well, I didn't right at that time, until I was in the main line about to leave the garage. Finally I built up the nerve, got a business card out, jotted my cell number on it and proceeded to leave my car and walk back to hers... or what I thought it was hers. Stupid me didn't look at the model of the car, I just remembered she was about 3 cars back behind me in a white sedan... did I look at the sedan's model when I knocked on the window? No. Yeah, I'm an idiot.

So I knocked on the window, the girl asked if she knew me. I was like: "No, but your friend was nice to let me into the line, here's my card... " The driver girl looked at me and said "Oh how sweet..." Then I just went back to my car and got into it. And then I realized my mistake...

Yeah.. I'm just that stupid sometimes.

So once I got home, I hit up the website for a weekly newspaper that goes out here in town, Willamette Weekly, and proceeded to put in a "Chance Meetings" ad. It should run next week, I'll keep my fingers crossed... She was really cute, and man I'm dumb.

On a side note, I noticed that Sum had a personal ad on the site... I've recently started sleeping with Sum... and I met Sum on a different personals website... not sure if this is a good thing or not.... we're both getting around.