| TRIP THREE |
| Page 2, whoohoooo!!! That was a fun nite, but it was apparent that not everyone could fit in her place. 8 of us slept inside and the rest slept in the vans or hell, probably stayed awake watching Lord of the Rings... again. Reputably the movie was a staple on the road and it was watched over and over and over... I cannot even remember how many times we were offered, "Hey, wanna watch Lord of the Rings?" Good movie tho. Melissa's a hilarious piece of work! No one can meet her and not just fall in love! She's the epitome of a classy lady, very refined and sophisticated. So I cannot fathom why one of them was so shocked and horrified when she leaned over him while he laid on the floor to sleep and launched a loud, smelly, rippling fart just inches from his face. He freaked and rolled over while I fell on the floor screaming laughing and she flopped over on the bed and howled. We high-fived each other and I tried to work up a good stinker to blast in his direction but I guess I didn't have enough beer to produce that "Bud Mud" sensation. Oh well. I had a bigger problem that nite other than not being able to out-stink Melissa. I was supposed to be at work by 6am. I didn't have my work clothes with me since I seriously thought I'd be returning home with Moo that nite after the show. "OMG, what am I gonna do?" I whined in the living room to everyone in ear-shot. "Call in sick, fuck work!" was the resounding reply. Ohhh... but they'll kill me, it's the sorta job where if I don't come in, they're fucked! I've NEVER called in because you can't. I need some motivation. One of 'em joked that if I wanted some motivation, then he started to un-do his belt. Ah okay, that won't be necessary! I snatched up the phone and around 4am left a message saying I was too tired/burned out to come in. They'd understand, since they knew about my other job. I promised them I'd be in by noon. So the next AM at 10am, I woke up, carefully stepped over bodies, found Moo, grabbed her arm and slowly dragged her away from her cubbie hole and across the carpet, down the stairs, in the car, back home! She was pissed. Of course I later realized I coulda left her there and Melissa woulda taken her home later, we only lived about 45 mins apart from each other. Going to work SUCKED!! They weren't pissed off or nothing but I was so tired and it showed. I didn't shower or even wash off my makeup from the nite before. Ugh. Meanwhile, Melissa said bye to everyone, "See ya tomorrow!" and her & Moo excitedly chatted about the previous nite. They called me at work a few times, awww! Well, tomorrow is another show! The next AM I threw Moo in the car and headed to Orlando real early cause Aug. 10th was also the first day of my internship at a radio station in Orlando. Oh man, little did all those poor bastards know of all the roadtrip rambling they'd soon hafta deal with!!! Melissa showed up later that nite, Moo & I played taxi for a bit, had dinner, etc... once again, Lisa decided that it was a good nite to get drunk! They were cool enough to let us hang in their hotel room which was right next to the club before the show... we watched movies, bought the camcorder in and recorded TONS of shit from the Orlando show. I got pretty drunk real quick and later flipped out on one of the DBX camp, accusing him of spiking my sister's coke with whiskey. "Um, it's just coke..." he said. I eyed it suspiciously cause it looked awful light, and strangely similar to my whiskey & coke. "GIMME THAT!!" I snapped, grabbing the cup before he could hand it to Moo and I tasted it to make sure. Moo was so horrified. And from that moment on I'm sure he decided I was a total psychotic bitch. When I was even more intoxicated, I'd later freak out on him again cause he didn't know my name and I whined that he only knew me as "the fucking donut girl!!!" In Texas he'd make a joke about me dying and I didn't wonder why! The show was great... I think??? One of the DBX camp gave me his drink tickets... ah, 8 free drinks! Melissa and I happily split them and went to town! Downing beer after beer, I started to get rowdy & obnoxious. I don't remember seein Disarray. During DBX's set I started screaming some obscene/irritating shit to the point where Moo reprimanded me then asked Vance to "take her ass outside, NOW! She's fucked up!!" I woke up outside, alone, wondering what time it was and where I was. I STILL hadn't 'seen' a DBX show since I was always too drunk! I waddled back inside, the show was still going on and Moo gave me a look of death. Meanwhile Melissa was at the merch booth, drunk and loudly offering to flash anyone who purchased a CD. I got another beer then collapsed against someone, spilling my entire drink and his all over the both of us. I yelped that I was so sorry and I have him my last 2 drink tickets, he was all, "Wow, thanx!" and didn't seem to care that he was now covered in grain. Blur, blur, blur... I don't remember too much... we hung out in their room again and this time we were joined by about a million other people, all crammed around. Brockie was eventually "mummified" in all the toilet paper and ran around outside, I chased him with the camcorder... funny shit. I bought over some more donuts and cinnamon rolls, I think. They bailed around 4am, but not before Moo, Melissa & I realized we were having WAY too much fun to let this come to an end. But there were no more FL shows. And Melissa & I had school starting in less than 2 weeks! If we wanted to hit another show, we'd hafta do it ASAP. But oops, Moo & I already made plans to see the Poison/Cinderella tour in S.C. & N.C. about 3 days later... all the hotels were reserved, we told our folks, the money was saved, etc... hmmmm... I asked one of the DBX camp, "Um, hey... where are ya'll going next, after FL?" Turns out Louisiana, then Texas, then Kansas/CO or something... hmmmm... do we REALLY wanna go see Poison/Cinderella or use that money and those days to follow the show to Texas? We woulda done Louisiana but my last day at the bakery wasn't till Tuesday. He said, "Oh no, girls, you arent' SERIOUSLY thinking of coming to Texas, are you?" We all grinned, "FUCK YEAH!!!" he shook his head and said, "No, no. Don't do that..." and sounded real sincere about it. Oh, you have so much to learn! You'd soon enough learn what a hardcore, dedicated little girl will do to get her dose of rock 'n' roll. We're concert fucking nuts, but they didn't know this yet. They didn't know I'd spent the previous year flying around the country and the previous months driving up north for shows. Nope, nope, nope. "Alright, we're going to Texas!" I decided silently. I guess Moo & Melissa thought it was just a joke or a wishful thing, but no. When I see something in my mind, I go for it at all costs. :) The next nite, I went to Melissa's after another long day working while they were hanging out with the Disarray crew in Orlando still. I looked up the tour dates, venue info, mapped out directions and built an itinerary... the other girls would just HAVE to agree to go! All of them, it has to be all 3 of us otherwise it won't work!!! The three of us were lounging around Melissa's place, smiling at the mess that was left behind days ago. "Should I stay or should I go?" was the theme song. We agonized for hours if we should do it or not, cause the one who told us NOT to go to TX sounded serious. We didn't want them thinking we were looney. Melissa had to babysit, I was supposed to be packing to move to Orlando for school. "Let's do it, c'mon!" I cheered them on. Moo was the first to agree. Melissa said she'd hafta think about it. The next afternoon while I worked, Moo & Melissa talked for hours and I finally got a call from Melissa. "I'm in!" WHOOHOOO!!! Imagine the shock on my parents faces when I approached Dad at breakfast on Tuesday morning and said, "Um... you know that trip Moo & I are going on to SC/NC? Change in plans... same days but we're going to TX instead to see another band..." Ma & Dad cracked up laughing and told us to be careful and have a blast... LESSONS LEARNED: - It's weird how things turn out sometimes... - Just "roll with it and see where it goes!"... sometimes the less planned, the better... - You're NOT invincible when it comes to not sleeping enough... - Farting in people's faces is always hilarious... - Bringing cookies, donuts and cinnamon rolls = brownie points - Drinking is all fun and games until you humiliate lil Moo... then you're just an asshole ROADTRIP PAGE!!! |