Sweaty, Music-y Nights with Friends

Phoenix.
Varsity Theatre.
Tuesday.
June 23rd, 2009.

Sold the fuck out.
NOOOOOOOO!!!

So what do Jen, Louisa, and I all seperately do...we scrounge, we hunt, we call in favors...and we get tickets! (THANK YOU JEN)!

Plan of action:
1) Meet Abby, Stensby, and Louisa for drinks at The Saloon. Remember to have only 1 drink at The Saloon, because their mixed drinks will destroy your brain (they're that strong).
2) Bike to The Varsity with said company. Get pizza to avoid major "wastedness" later in the night.
3) Surprise visit from Mr. Damiano. Grab a drink at the Kitty Cat Klub. It's his friend Alicia's Birthday today...she's his bestie...so here's a shout to her!
4) Meet Jen, her brother Ben, and their friend Dan outside. Get ticket. Walk inside. Get Strongbow (lifesaver of the show).
5) Realize a few things:
a) this night is going to rule
b) it's about 110 degrees inside the Varsity
c) this night is going to rule

Met up with Christian at the show:

Pre-music (and major sweat fest). Dan, Ben and the lovely Jen Kuhn> (notice the Strongbow in the picture above and below...this is incredibly important to our survival).

Christian and I...I know that looks like a fake/forced smile. It was not. I was really that excited.

Condor I and Condor II. We really don't look that much alike. (Yes, we are both short, we both have big boobs, we both have brown hair and hazel eyes, and sometimes we both wear glasses (and colorful headbands)) but we really don't look that much alike. Look!!!

Christian and Abby...doing what they do...prepping for awesomenes. In this photo PBR has replaced the Strongbow. There have been about a 5 minute elapse between the earlier photo. It was that hot.

AHHHHHH HHHHAAAAAA. The reason all of these great people are in the same HOT place at the same exact moment in time...PHOENIX!!!!

All in all:

Amazing show.

Amazing friends.

Lots of drinks.

I haven't had that much fun at a show in a long time (with maybe Rock the Garden as an exception - but that's more a fest than a show?).

Post-show we biked over to Triple Rock for the ever-popular Triple Double. Drank a bunch more, almost went late-night swimming, and almost got last call at Clubhouse Jager. As Abby, Louisa, and I were biking back up Washington some dudes yelled "Hottest bikers ever!"

You can't beat a night like that.