It was definately a full moon

Last night I went to the first concert of my adult life. Styx/Foreigner/Def Leppard. Styx was good. Foreigner wasnt. But, during the interim before Def Leppard, there was a large, rolling fight. The way the ampitheater is set up, everything rises. Being a poor hippie myself, we got lawn tickets, which is the highest point, just a hill with grass on it. Somewhere at the top of said hill, one man slugged another, and they all came tumbling down. One girl was screaming "NO NO NO". The other girl looked as if she was going to pull one man off the other. Instead, she got a few slugs in.

Now, in about ten seconds, we have one girl injured in the tumble, about twenty summerfest personell, and two very sweaty men. My dad went up to a guy holding onto one of the fighter's arms, and wanted to tell him what happened. However, the man was all riled up and started scraming at my dad: "BACK UP SIR JUST BACK OFF. BACK OFF!" so a lady came up. She kept telling him to back off as well, and that she'd get his statement. He went off on her, because of the way she was treating him. In his words "god, take a doctor phil pill". My dad isn't very clever. My boyfriend ended up getting punched in the back during the ordeal, because he couldn't get out of the way fast enough.

Then Def Leppard plays. What an awesome show. And, may I add, Joe Elliot is very, VERY attractive.

Time to leave. We wait around for the large hoarde of people to start filing out, and when the crowd thins a bit, we leave. We get out to the parking lot, and find that its going to take us a VERY long time to get out. As we're inching forwards, my boyfriend remarks that some car is moving a lot. I remark maybe the occupants are having sex. Some woman goes up to the window and screams "GET A FUCKING ROOM" (so much screaming). We inch forwards. Yes, friends, they are having sex in a car. I feel ill at the sight of this, and my boyfriend is a tiny bit creeped out.

You see, I feel ill upon seeing sex or finding myself in any sort of sexual situation. Apparently, it is deeply rooted in my childhood, and I will soon end up seeing a therapist.

It was definately a full moon.

Oh but I made a pair of really awesome bellbottoms. I'll post pictures as soon as I can find my camera.