I went to see Anthrax last night because 16-year-old Dr. Ken would never forgive 36-year-old Dr. Ken if I passed up the chance. I was in the pit for about 30 seconds, and I felt my hand go into someone's mouth (no idea who's) and touch someone's tongue. That was enough. Incredible concert. Once I washed my hands. Then we went out and got horribly drunk.
Taking public transit this afternoon to go fetch my car that I left at work, I was eating a bag of combos, a horribly unhealthy snack and the only thing I have eaten all day, and I saw a friend of mine walking towards me. I was then relieved to realize it wasn't him. There is absolutely nothing wrong with the guy, and if fact, I like him quite a lot. It was just the thought of putting forth the effort to have a conversation at that time seemed like a laborious task.
You ever feel like that?
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I feel like that all the time. I once tried to do the duck and dodge to an old co-worker, for no other reason than I was hungover and didn't feel like making small talk.
Turns out in order to pull off the move effectively, you actually need someone (or something) to duck behind.
Anthrax-- that must have been one extremely loud concert.
It a common feeling. The best thing to do is say 'Hi X, I can't talk now because I'm totally wasted (or whatever)." It has the merit of honesty and is more dignified that hiding.
bachool: I didn't have the energy to duck under anything. I was just going to claim to be my twin brother, even if I don't have one.
Coke: It was, but they were also very charming and professional. Great band.
Gorilla: Quite true, I was catching a train. Could have used that one . . ..
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