Highly Entertaining....: omg, did you listen to the lyrics during the bridge?

***shitty pictures courtesy of baby-camera-with-dying-batteries***

Friday Night. Jason Mraz. Fab.U.Lous.

I would like to title my concert journey: the time I got to the jason mraz concert by driving from falmouth to sagamore to seekonk to boston and back again, by MLPRO.

After trekking to east-jesus-nowhere, which was actually in the WEST, we arrived to the concert with enough time to drink a beer and buy a shirt and pee. The seats were pretty fantastic, except for the lady who sat beside me, with the afro pick in her pocket to randomly tease her stringy blonde hair, who danced all up on me the entire time, and who was also doused in some kind of horrid musky perfume that totally irritated my throat the whole time.

Well, almost the whole time... there was that 15 minutes when all we could smell was hot dogs. EVERYONE around us was paying more attention to the hot dog aroma than they were to the concert for at least two songs. Seriously. It was ridic.

JI scored herself fabulous front row tickets last week, and probably could have made out with Mr. Mraz if she wanted to, she was so close. She could have at least tossed Robert-A up onto stage to do a little shimmy-and-shake with the dynamo of voalition himself. Unfortunately, Jayne was less concerned with my amusement and more concerned with seat-swapping with her harem and did NOT fling her bff up onto the stage. Oh, well.

The walk back to the parking garage under the Boston Common was slightly entertaining/irritating, with the MOST OBNOCTIOUS GIRL EVER walking behind us with her friend, jabbering on and on about how filthy the lyrics to a certain song are... I swear she had to have pulled out the liner notes and memorized the lyrics so she can quote them to strangers on the street for shock value. Not shock over the sexified lyrics themselves, but rather shocked at the fact that this screechy "omg, like, i totally can't believe he said that, and do you even know what that MEANS?!?!" girl would even be blabbing to anyone who would listen. Or not want to listen, but be forced to because she had unfortunately been traveling in the same direction as we were. I guess you kind of had to be there.

This is IT for my concert going this year. Really. No more.

E-ho, on the other hand, is at her THIRD Hanson concert today. Third THIS WEEK. Yes, you're thinkning of the right Hanson. My partner in crime is MMMMMMMMMMMmmBop'in her heart out, and I am utterly ashamed.

Anyway, for your listening pleasure, enjoy the afforementioned inappropriate song ;)