This past weekend, I took another road trip to meet two bloggy besties in RL and to see Joan Jett and the Blackhearts in concert. Would I do it all over again? Hell to the yes!!!
TwiWeasel (TW) from Twi-sted Edbrella and TigerlilyLace (Lacey) from Tigerlily's Tirade have been friends since junior high. I've known them a little less longer ;) We "met" in the Edbrella neighborhood and have been talking pretty much daily ever since. When they found out that I was
TW and Lacey are from Kansas, and I am from Illinois, so we tossed around a few meeting places. Lacey found out that Joan Jett would be at Harrah's in Council Bluffs, Iowa, and it only took about 17 seconds for us to agree that it was the perfect choice for us.
We met at the hotel around 2 pm. I was running behind schedule (no shock to those of you who know me in RL), and they were running around lost. LOL! They got there just before I did, and when I got off the elevator and headed down the hall toward our room, there was TW sticking her head out the door looking for me. I found out later that Lacey was recording my arrival. (Hopefully she hasn't figured out how to embed that in her post.)
After hugs and getting over the initial shock and awe of finally meeting face to face, we exchanged gifts.
Photograph (black and white, of course)
Personalized stationary designed
Twilight Edward trinket box
Check out more of Lacey's creativity here:
TW made all three of us t-shirts for the concert. Loved them,
and lots of people asked us where we had bought them.
My shout out to Kristen, Joan Jett, and The Runaways
thanks to TW's help with the exact phrasing
Not sure what she was trying to imply here ;)
These vampire teeth totally glow in the dark, and
we totally forgot to bring them to the concert with us.
My MotU-themed koozie rocks!!!!
This started out as an inside joke. I mention MotU so often,
that Mrs. P joked one day that I must be getting a commission.
I wish. So now I follow up references with the the universal sound/symbol for $.
Then we went downstairs and ate at the buffet.
Eyes up, people!
(Lacey was ecstatic that they had Pepsi products.)
Before the concert, we gambled a little bit in the hotel casino.
TW was watching my money get drained on the slot machine
and told me I should stop, cash out, and keep the ticket.
I spy 17!
(She also tried to spare me the slot machines called Wh*les of Cash,
but couldn't protect me from the giant flat-screen TV that was
running a commercial with a wh*le breaching the water. Gah!
I did manage to win $11.97 [I spy 17!] the next morning
playing a slot machine called 50 [ka-ching!] Dragons.)
Then it was time to head to the concert.
Pocket Edward was stoked.
Outdoor venue that accommodates 4,500;
hotel rooms in the background; casino is to the right
TW and Lacey getting their drink on
Good Music, Good Friends, Good Times
(That's what the back of our t-shirts said, too.)
My substitute for boxed wine
I warned TW that we didn't know where that avi had been.
PE was quite the ladies man that night. So much so, that he
actually went home with the sweet, young thing sitting behind us.
Turns out she was really into the Twilight Saga and had explained
to her boyfriend that we were
nuts Twi Moms. It was love at first
sight for PE and sweet, young thing. They grow up so fast. *tear*
No plastic figures were harmed in the taking of this photo. There may,
however, have been some drunk tweeting going on during this time.
Joan Jett rocked our socks off. You forget how many songs she has that you couldn't help but sing and clap to. She was so much tinier in person and...Ill just say it...she was sexy as hell. She's still got it going on.
A few hours, drinks, and souvenirs later, we headed back to the room. It had been hot and humid at the concert, so we all took showers. (Separately. Honest.) We looked for The Runaways on pay-per-view, but it wasn't playing. Remember Me and New Moon were, though. Lacey said we couldn't watch RM because she didn't want to be depressed, so we purchased NM. About 17 minutes into the movie, Lacey was
passed out sleeping. TW and I managed to stay awake, for the most part, and finish it.
The following morning, we ate breakfast at the buffet,
pooped, packed up our things, and checked out. It went way too fast, and I hated saying goodbye. It's awesome being able to put faces, voices, and real names together with bloggy names. They were exactly who I had hoped they would be...and more. Thanks, girls, for an awesome weekend. Can we do it again on the 28th for The Black Crowes???!!! Mwah!
For Lacey's POV and concert pictures, click here.
For Twi-Weasel's POV on our weekend, click here.
And speaking of concerts, both Twired Jen and Tongue Twied emailed me to tell me that there was video footage of Rob singing. What???!!! I was having a heart attack because I was in town running errands and couldn't get the links to work on my cell phone. Thanks for thinking of me you two!! I did run home and watch it on my PC. There may or may not have been some carnage left on the road in my haste to get home, but it was worth it.
As most of you know, my ultimate fantasy is to be in a small pub where Drunk Rob is wearing his beanie, playing his guitar, and singing to