Treat and treat
Been a bit silent here over the past couple days because I've been quite the busy boy. Friday, Gary, Drew, Tom and I went to the Paul McCartney concert at the Arrowhead Pond in Anaheim. In keeping with the title of Paul's new CD we did a bit of driving in the rain. Actually, it was more like stopping and going a lot in the rain. We left the West L.A. area a little before 6 and encountered traffic jam after traffic jam after traffic jam. Grrr....To keep us preoccupied during traffic, Drew brought along his "Password" home game for us to play. Tom (being the non-game show junkie he is) had never played Password before, but by the end of what became a three-hour drive he was getting the hang of it. And yes, that's right it was a THREE-HOUR drive to Anaheim. I was NOT happy at all. The ticket said that the start time for the concert was 9:00. Needless to say, I was screaming and freaking out as it got closer to 8 and even more so as it got closer to 9 PM. Even worse, when we got there, parking was mayhem. The first parking lot was passed was full. Then, we found another parking lot. Just as we got into the entrance for that lot, it filled up...soooo, we had to pull back out into the street and head to a parking lot even further away from the Pond. We get there a little before 9 and I was seething...I just wanted to get into our seats and not miss any more of the show.
So we arrive there and I hear cheering...The show had already started. The tune of "All My Loving" reverbrated throughout the halls as we tried to find our way through the huge Arrowhead Pond. We finally find our seats as Paul started up "Getting Better." All that went through my mind was, "How much of the show did we miss???" A couple of songs later...I think around "Coming Up"...my blood pressure began to settle. The show was FREAKING awesome. I knew it was going to be good...I didn't know it was going to be THAT good. Maybe I was amazed at how well he could still sing at the age of 60...Maybe I was amazed at the great set list...or Maybe I was amazed at how much fun it looked like he was having. And there were so many great moments. There was a solo set where it was just Paul playing on the guitar or piano while singing. There was the performance of "She's Leaving Home" which gave me chills. He even sang "Here Today," his tribue to John Lennon from my favorite solo album of his, "Tug of War." It was just great. And the rest of the guys loved it as well. Without a doubt, it was one of the best shows I've ever seen. It was definitely worth the aggravation of the drive heading down there. I don't think we missed too much because he played for about 2 1/2 hours after we got in our seats. 2 1/2 HOURS straight!!! I wish I have that much energy when I'm 60! Oh, and just to show you how crazy the drive down was...It only took me an hour to get back to West L.A.
Now, that would seemingly be enough to get me through the weekend. That was just the beginning. Saturday, I had the piano tuned. Then, Drew and I went to a Halloween party thrown by one of his co-worker's. It was fun. Very small and laid-back. It also didn't hurt that his co-workers are very cool. I dressed up as Chuck Woolery complete with Chuck-Buck in pockets and Drew dressed up as a Lego man. Drew's costume was ingenous. He wore a Lego shirt and Ted painted the bottom of a bleach bottle yellow and stuck it on his head. He then painted Drew's face and arms yellow. It looked awesome.
Oh...and I almost forgot the biggest surprise of the night. Before we went to the party, Drew and I joined Ted, Larry, and Caleb in seeing this house on Lamer street in Burbank. It's located behind the Disney Studios. Basically, this group of people set up this huge haunted house facade in front of a house in this Burbank subruban area. The facade looked phenomenal, but what followed was even more spectacular. The people who put this haunted house up do a show in front of it. And it's a show with theater lighting, a soundtrack, and moving set pieces. Describing here in words would NOT do it justice. If you live in the L.A. area, you MUST see it. It's free, but the ask for donations after the show. You can find out more info by going to thefrightgallery.com.
That brings us to Sunday. Sunday, I was awoken by Tom's arrival at my place after his graveyard shift at work. After getting a bit of sleep, he and I went out to lunch in Glendale and then over to Griffith Park where we visited Travel Town, the train park they have there. It was cute. Lots of old steam and electric train engines. There was one engine where the wheels were taller than me. We also took a ride in the mini-train that looped around the park. It was nice, relaxing way to spend the afternoon. Later in the evening, we joined up with Ted and Larry to head over to Chris's place where he was throwing a birthday party for Kenny. And we all capped off the evening by enduring "Michael Jackson's Ghosts," which I had TiVOed out of curiosity the night before. For those of you who aren't familiar, "Ghosts" is a mini-movie by Michael Jackson that is basically a poor man's version of "Thriller" minus the good soundtrack and minus even the remote semblance of a plot.
Ahh...a great, great, weekend. Probably one of the most fun ones I've had in a while. And to think, next weekend might prove to even be more fun!
Been a bit silent here over the past couple days because I've been quite the busy boy. Friday, Gary, Drew, Tom and I went to the Paul McCartney concert at the Arrowhead Pond in Anaheim. In keeping with the title of Paul's new CD we did a bit of driving in the rain. Actually, it was more like stopping and going a lot in the rain. We left the West L.A. area a little before 6 and encountered traffic jam after traffic jam after traffic jam. Grrr....To keep us preoccupied during traffic, Drew brought along his "Password" home game for us to play. Tom (being the non-game show junkie he is) had never played Password before, but by the end of what became a three-hour drive he was getting the hang of it. And yes, that's right it was a THREE-HOUR drive to Anaheim. I was NOT happy at all. The ticket said that the start time for the concert was 9:00. Needless to say, I was screaming and freaking out as it got closer to 8 and even more so as it got closer to 9 PM. Even worse, when we got there, parking was mayhem. The first parking lot was passed was full. Then, we found another parking lot. Just as we got into the entrance for that lot, it filled up...soooo, we had to pull back out into the street and head to a parking lot even further away from the Pond. We get there a little before 9 and I was seething...I just wanted to get into our seats and not miss any more of the show.
So we arrive there and I hear cheering...The show had already started. The tune of "All My Loving" reverbrated throughout the halls as we tried to find our way through the huge Arrowhead Pond. We finally find our seats as Paul started up "Getting Better." All that went through my mind was, "How much of the show did we miss???" A couple of songs later...I think around "Coming Up"...my blood pressure began to settle. The show was FREAKING awesome. I knew it was going to be good...I didn't know it was going to be THAT good. Maybe I was amazed at how well he could still sing at the age of 60...Maybe I was amazed at the great set list...or Maybe I was amazed at how much fun it looked like he was having. And there were so many great moments. There was a solo set where it was just Paul playing on the guitar or piano while singing. There was the performance of "She's Leaving Home" which gave me chills. He even sang "Here Today," his tribue to John Lennon from my favorite solo album of his, "Tug of War." It was just great. And the rest of the guys loved it as well. Without a doubt, it was one of the best shows I've ever seen. It was definitely worth the aggravation of the drive heading down there. I don't think we missed too much because he played for about 2 1/2 hours after we got in our seats. 2 1/2 HOURS straight!!! I wish I have that much energy when I'm 60! Oh, and just to show you how crazy the drive down was...It only took me an hour to get back to West L.A.
Now, that would seemingly be enough to get me through the weekend. That was just the beginning. Saturday, I had the piano tuned. Then, Drew and I went to a Halloween party thrown by one of his co-worker's. It was fun. Very small and laid-back. It also didn't hurt that his co-workers are very cool. I dressed up as Chuck Woolery complete with Chuck-Buck in pockets and Drew dressed up as a Lego man. Drew's costume was ingenous. He wore a Lego shirt and Ted painted the bottom of a bleach bottle yellow and stuck it on his head. He then painted Drew's face and arms yellow. It looked awesome.
Oh...and I almost forgot the biggest surprise of the night. Before we went to the party, Drew and I joined Ted, Larry, and Caleb in seeing this house on Lamer street in Burbank. It's located behind the Disney Studios. Basically, this group of people set up this huge haunted house facade in front of a house in this Burbank subruban area. The facade looked phenomenal, but what followed was even more spectacular. The people who put this haunted house up do a show in front of it. And it's a show with theater lighting, a soundtrack, and moving set pieces. Describing here in words would NOT do it justice. If you live in the L.A. area, you MUST see it. It's free, but the ask for donations after the show. You can find out more info by going to thefrightgallery.com.
That brings us to Sunday. Sunday, I was awoken by Tom's arrival at my place after his graveyard shift at work. After getting a bit of sleep, he and I went out to lunch in Glendale and then over to Griffith Park where we visited Travel Town, the train park they have there. It was cute. Lots of old steam and electric train engines. There was one engine where the wheels were taller than me. We also took a ride in the mini-train that looped around the park. It was nice, relaxing way to spend the afternoon. Later in the evening, we joined up with Ted and Larry to head over to Chris's place where he was throwing a birthday party for Kenny. And we all capped off the evening by enduring "Michael Jackson's Ghosts," which I had TiVOed out of curiosity the night before. For those of you who aren't familiar, "Ghosts" is a mini-movie by Michael Jackson that is basically a poor man's version of "Thriller" minus the good soundtrack and minus even the remote semblance of a plot.
Ahh...a great, great, weekend. Probably one of the most fun ones I've had in a while. And to think, next weekend might prove to even be more fun!
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