My betafish drove out for a visit. I worried about the weather and her
having to drive in the snow. I worried about what the weather would do to our plans for the week. Turns out I didn’t need to worry, but that’s not the most exciting part of the story.
We spent our time doing the girl talk thing, listening to Bobby/Marcus on CD, writing (she made me), and generally enjoying one another’s company.
Scottsdale to enjoy dinner, do a little shopping and go see this totally-unknown band called 100 Monkeys. You guys heard of them? You should go check them out online. Anyhow, here’s how it went.
We got to the Martini Ranch about 20 minutes before the doors opened. Beta struck up a conversation with the teeny-boppers in front of us (ages 20 & 21) and introduced them to fanfic. I’ve never seen eyes so big when Beta started explaining the different pairings and whatnot. While waiting in line, a van of Monkeys drove by and honked. Girls started collapsing all over (okay, maybe not, but you’d think so by the giggles and gasps).
to be underage), we were let inside to stand around for almost an hour. Beta
and I passed our time by noticing the women/girls/skanks around us. We eavesdropped a lot, and even got in a little TV watching.
They finished their set and we stood around some more. It was sooooo exciting *rolls eyes*. A big banana came out and started selling t-shirts and whatnot. Beta bought a lovely blue 100 Monkey’s shirt and chatted up the nanner. He mentioned that the band was pretty wiped from a signing earlier that day and staying up way too late the night before; it wasn’t looking good for any meet n greets after the show.
We figured it was no big deal. We were ten feet from the stage and could smell their sweat if we could shoo away the strong/nasty perfume odors around us.
They did a great job playing and had a bunch of fun with the audience.
one and it was already darn near midnight. Being of the knocked-up persuasion, I insisted we hit up the restroom before leaving. She agreed. The ladies restroom is at the back of an outdoor bar area. So we wandered outside with the masses. I was one of the first into the restroom, with so many ladies following me. I stepped outside to wait for beta. That’s when I noticed some
of the roadies hanging out right near the gate I intended to use as an exit. I walked that way a bit, and then turned around to wait for Beta. Standing there, I heard a very sexy “Um, Hi.” I turned around to see Jackson (cue rapidly beating heart and uncontrollable blushing). He’s immediately pulled away from something in their ‘dressing room’. No prob. I can die happy as it
is. Eye contact and a hello? Good lord, he knows how to make a woman happy.
them about her journey to come all the way to AZ just to see them. They seemed to like that. We got our picture taken just before some skanks pulled on them. Jerad looked back apologetically at me.
Beta and I switched spots so she could get a picture, too. Then I went up to him to thank him and mentioned something about his lips (wasn’t flirting. Just noticed they looked a bit swollen from the show). Somehow kissing came up. He ended up kissing me right on the edge of my lips. He hung there for a second until I kissed him back. My insides melted, but my outsides were calm, cool and collected. Beta gave him a wink from one of her friends, and then kissed his cheek. At some point in our conversations, we both were called ‘darlin’ by the man. It was adorable.
We said our goodbyes and finally made it to that exit gate. Although it was well past our bedtime and we had a two and a half hour drive ahead of us, neither of us was tired.