Last night was rough. Kardinal didn't come out until 11:30 p.m. I had been waitng since 8 p.m. Talk about a waste of time. Everyone at the Shark Tank pub was either drunk or dance-grinding with another person. It is the first time in my life I saw three larger girls make a dance sandwich. I still have nightmares...
When he did come on, he was wearing a skeleton costume. For what reason, I don't know. I guess he was trying to make a statement: "Wear your bones on the outside."
Anywho, the night wasn't a total loss. I interviewed who I needed to and made a few friends along the way.
The one of me on the floor is exactly how I felt after the concert: Defeated by rap.
Nice pics. Make sure you link up to the interviews if they hit the net.
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ReplyDeleteThat is an awesome picture of you on the floor, looks like you just went through some Chinese torture! Fat girl sandwich, barf-a-licious.
ahhh hahahahahhahahaa SEAN that is halarious you little white boy.
ReplyDeleteI'd like to be the meat in that larger-girl dance sandwich. mmmmmmmmm.
so glad that you had fun. I wish that I could be in the room when you told the story of the night... it would have been halarious.
Jule.
p.s. I just thought about it and can't believe that you're married.