It was a very exciting time when I heard that Johnathan Coulton and They Might Be Giants were in town! In the attempt to make a fashionably late entrance (caused by repetitive shot-taking and the lacking ability to find a parking space on time) we missed Johnathan Coulton. Finally, a parking space later, I reasoned that if they were going to search my bag when I walked in that I am not letting them tell me I can't take in my flask. So I stuck it in my bra and walked in like I couldn't feel the icy cold feel of steel on my boobs. Once inside, M. and I were joined by our friend and waited about half an hour for the show to start, killing the flask, and drinking beers until the show began. As you can see, it was a crazy time, with a lot of confetti cannons going off and the sexy sounds of trumpet.
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