I saw a lot of people today.
I saw a man resembling a humble and professional, middle aged Patrick Swayze. Rest in peace.
I saw Rudy Sarzo! He’s so cool.
I saw an annoying business owner with a voice who can pierce your will to live.
I saw four skinny boys with dyed black hair with stringy mullet cuts dressed exactly the same.
I saw four people rocking out on electric violins, which I learned to be called vipers.
I saw forty year old women dressed like pre teens circa 1979 with the worst faux blond jobs.
I saw a man wearing a Simpsons letterman jacket.
I saw a couple: the man wore a bandanna and a sparkly top hat. The woman had hair larger than the McDonald’s arches.
I saw a lot of Canadians.
I saw a lot of bare heads covered in tattoos.
I saw people with electronic devices growing out of their ears, pulling a rolling briefcase.
I saw huge belt buckles that blinded my eyes in the light.
I saw "cool cats" that never took their fedoras and sunglasses off.
I saw a lot of skinny bitches.
I saw dreadlocks, buzz cuts, long hair, short hair, purple, pink, blue, and green hair.
I saw young and old.
I saw speakers, listeners, writers, and observers.
I saw black, white, tan, brown, and beige people.
I saw students, teachers, lovers and haters.
I saw Jermaine Jackson. Random.
I saw a lot of people today.
Where did I see all these people in one place you ask? Where else but a music convention.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
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