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TRIP NINE - CON'T

The Pillowfight from Hell? Nah, 'pillow' sounds too nice and soft. My 'pillow' was turned into a brick-like assault weapon since I squished the pillow into the very bottom of the pillow case, making it a very concentrated and rather hard blunt object. I kept beating Moo with it, laughing hysterically. And what a fucking mess, when we turned on the lights about an hour later, it looked like a tornado ripped through the place. Both the beds were completely wrecked and all over the place. I don't even know where some of the mattresses/box springs ended up. Moo went to take a pee break while the poor bastard tried to re-assemble the beds to get some sleep. "Heh heh... sorry, Moo & I ain't tired, we've got some pent up energy... you ain't getting a wink of sleep!" he mumbled something we didn't hear. Meanwhile poor Moo was finding out that she just got her period, ugh!!! Day One and still 3 more to go and she's got a bloodbath down south in the nappy dugout. Doesn't life just suck for a chick?
I think Moo & I kept beating the crap outta each other until about 6am. If I remember from the videotapes right... we did videotape a few moments of the mess and I swear it wasn't before 7am till we went to sleep. Finally. All the sheets and everything still all over the place, we just crashed on the mattresses. But not before a few second winds where either Moo or I would get up and just kick each other. I think it's cause we didn't get front row that nite we had all that pent up energy... yes we cleaned up the mess before we left.
The next morning I unknowingly collected some car assault bombs... what first appeared to be innocent danishes, muffins and other breakfast pastries would be slung around the car 3 days later on the way to Rhode Island. Moo & I continued our usual horrid off-key singing while our poor guest suffered thru hours of it. Gee I can't imagine why when we got to the venue he jumped out of the car and fled in terror? Probably to finally get some sleep. He didn't come near us after the show that nite, heh heh... I guess he wanted some sleep. Anyway! Massachusettes! My friend Erica who I've known since middle school bailed to New Hampshire after HS... she said she'd come out to the venue for a few so we could get a drink or something. Mass. was real cold... oh poor Lis, if only ya knew!!! Had a few drinks with her while Moo fended for herself at the front of the line. It was getting so damn cold I couldn't even stand outside, we couldn't wait to get in and warm up. Ha. Nice thought.
I SWEAR the venue had the air conditioning on!!! "Moo, I don't know about standing up here, I'm going to freeze..." she agreed and said she wasn't going to stay up front, fearing she'd catch something. But no, I decided to be stubborn. This is another shot, here we were up front! Was I gonna give it up so I don't get cold? What kinda pussy am I? Lots of bands opened that nite, if I remember right. Another band Clutch played, everyone seemed to dig them. They sounded cool but I don't remember their set much as I was too busy shivering. Moo was plucked from the crowd during Clutch's set and assed out by the merch booths. Determined to cling on, I stayed. I also forgot that the tanks were on the truck and freezing cold, so not only was it freezing outside but the shit we'd be sprayed with would also be alot colder than the shit down south. The first stream of shit felt like a knife, AHHHHHH!!! The rest of the show was sorta a blur!! I tried forgetting about how cold I was but I felt a constant breeze on me... I tried snuggling up against some of the people around me for warmth but got weird looks. I swear sir, I'm not being kinky I'm just COLD!!! Good show I guess, since the rest of them were always good I bet this one was awesome as well but it wasn't nearly as enjoyable with Moo being gone and my freezing. So far we didn't have much luck with the shows, huh?!?!
After the show ended and the crowd left, it really hit just how cold I was since now I had no body heat surrounding me. I stood there frozen, waiting for Moo. Usually whenever we'd get separated we'd always meet back up front. No Moo. I decided to walk around to try and find her... someone walked by and said hi, I sorta looked at him like a zombie and said nothing, I don't even remember who it was. Walked back over to the stage to see if Moo had come forward yet. One of the 'slaves' saw me and had an extra tank of shit with him... of course I didn't see it otherwise I never woulda gotten within sight! He smiled and before I could register what was happening and plead for mercy he let loose a stream of what I think was the jizz tank all over me. I screamed like a little girl and fled, Moo I guess heard it and found me.
We slowly made our way outside, stopping by the merch booth again so Moo could buy those bobbleheads she'd been eyeing for 2 months. "C'mon Moo, I'm freezing!!" I cried. I can't remember which was colder, Mass or the IL show earlier in the week. Both seemed equally unbearable but in Mass I didn't get to blow-dry my hair, probably what did me in. Plus we had to change in the car. In Jersey we didn't get too wet so we didn't both changing. I tried to turn the heat on, it took forever to heat up... had to bend over and unlace my shoes, AHHH IT'S SO COLD!!! The parking lot was right across from the buses where now lots of people were lined up waiting... basically, we were in plain view of everyone. And I couldn't have cared less... I ripped off all my clothes as fast as humanly possible, probably howling half the time... jumped in the car and tried toweling off, realizing I had to stand up to do so... grr... got back out of the car, toweled off, saw some kids pointing, ignored it, jumped back in the car, kept tryin to dry off and pull some clothes back on. I didn't pay attention to where I was throwing all my clothes and it was days later that I noticed my underwear was on the floorboard. Days later as in after we got back to FL. Oops.
We got back outside, sorta warmer... tried to dry our hair, OMG it's cold as shit. Moo, wtf are we doing out here? Oh yeah... I wanted to get my sludge shirt signed. I ended up giving up after that nite but not before we shook and took some pics with the Bloodlet guys... I finally begged Moo to let us go. Even tho I was dry I was shaking and couldn't control it, started to get freaked out.   We drove for awhile with the heat on, slowly but surely heading towards New York.   Massachusettes wasn't a hotel nite, this was a "Denny's then off to a rest stop for sleep!" sorta nite. Just before we got to the Denny's in Connecticut my cellphone rings. I screamed bloody murder and snatched it up, "You scared me to death!!!" I howled at one of the weirdos who was wondering 'bout Moo & I's whereabouts. "We're in CT going to Denny's... nope we ain't getting a room tonite... aww yer a masochist and want another sleepless nite? Nah we're getting some munchies then going to sleep, see ya tomorrow!"   I drank so much coffee & hot chocolate, hoping to warm up. I took a piss break and noticed that my lower back was hurting from the shaking... this is gonna suck, I knew I was gonna be sick.
We slept at a Flying J's I think... but one thing I DO remember is I forgot to set our alarm clock. We were supposed to be up around 8am, instead, we felt the sun and some warmth and realized it was 11am. Oops. Nice cruise to New York, wasn't as nice as the one to Mass tho. But hey. Snapped some pics of the NY sign, all that touristy shit!!! Did our usual "pull up to the venue, then spin around and look for a hotel!" routine. Wow, Poughkeepsie is pretty ghetto! YIKES!!! Even if we DID find a hotel around here we feared going to sleep. We decided to hit up the interstate even tho it was about 15 miles out of the way, but who cares. We'd hafta head that way in the AM anyway! Because it was alot of one-way streets and whatnot, we had to leave in a different direction. Along that way, we left the "City" of Poughkeepsie and entered the "Town" of Poughkeepsie... and found a perfect hotel! A Best Inn, hey, that's a chain, right? That's decent! They let us check in early and we crashed. But not before flinging our clothes all around to let them dry out and unloading tons of shit into the room. We took turns napping and showering and I even did some homework, whooohoooo!!! Probably the most homework I'd ever done that semester, I read over some case law for about 30 minutes. *YAWN*
We headed to the venue close to 5pm, had a real shitter of a time trying to FIND the place! Everyone seemed to be on edge that nite so we stayed our distance. The people in line were awesome! Fortunately we usually were around good folks who were great conversation and loved hearing about Moo & I's trips. In NY there were there 2 hot guys there who also kept us company during the show and protected us from the pit. Oh shit, how could I forget the "hand warmers"?!?!   dear LORD!!   Since IL, Moo & I discovered these little sand bag things at walmart, about $2 for 3 of them.... you shake 'em up to activate whatever stuff is in 'em and they stay hot for 12 hours... awesome little things that we'd stuff in our pockets and keep with us before the shows. In the northern shows, upon entering the venue they'd be jammed down your bra or underwear to keep warm. In NY I remember I had about 4 of 'em stuck to me, one on each tit, one in my pocket and one down my pants. Ain't taking NO chances tonite!!! Fortunately, the venue did NOT have the air conditioning on...   NEXT!!!!!