Round Two Hair Bands Strike Back

First, I didn't realize Lita Ford still performed. Second, Poison still only cares about boobs. Third, the drummer from Def Leppard still only has one arm. (thank you bloodhound gang).
As for the people... This year they were not nearly as interesting. There were of course the guys with mullets who's man boobs were just terrible, hanging out everywhere.. The women were still wearing clothes that were way too small.. And not in a good way.
Last year everyone was fairly happy go lucky. This year drunk and belligerent was the theme. This started right off the bat. The minute Lita Ford took the stage the verbal shenanigans began. It started with warm beer. Now I get it.. No one likes warm beer. I, myself can't stand it period. However, we as the VOLUNTEERS that work these stands have zero control over said temperature of beer. So that's where it begins.
Then the beer taps weren't working. It could have been the beginning of the Armageddon the way these people were acting. Of course the beer decides not to work at the intermission between Lita Ford and Poison. So as busy as we were we got no mercy.
Believe me when I say I understand the frustration. I would be frustrated too. Yelling at me isn't going to fix the tap though. There is nothing I can do to fix this. Again, volunteer that's all.
Poison took the stage. Not sure what it is about them.. Maybe Brett Michaels and his creepy extra pouty lips or the fact that they still sing about mama's fallen angel and they are pretty close to fifty but something really bugs me. Not that I had much time to think about it because we were so busy.
At about the time that Poison left the stage we were not only having beer issues still but, we ran out of water. Yep that's right. So people were extra cranky and extra buzzed at this point. Luckily when they could not fix the taps they gave us canned beer to serve. Our bartender ditched us so I ended up playing bartender/cashier/sounding board. Bartender was no big thing. I don't mind pouring drinks, hell it's better than beer taps blowing in your face. I think in terms of beer I wore more than I poured. This continued for the rest of the night.
Back to the people which is by far the most interesting part. Drunk is a mild term for what these people were. We were getting to the point of cutting people off. But that is neither here nor there. A lot of the attendees of said concert were the mean drunk kind of people. At one point I had to contain myself due to the racial slurs one women was using. Had she been my customer I would have told her to leave and go somewhere else. Being as she was not my customer though I didn't say a word.
The theme for ladies this year was tight clothes and, pink....cowboy hats. I'm not sure why. I'm assuming because Brett Michaels the perpetual heart throb wears cowboy hats over his bandana with fake hair. This assumption could be completely off but I have a feeling I'm absolutely right. There were a lot of short skirts, day glow colors (isn't that more Wham than Def Leppard). Also there were lots and lots of sequins everywhere.
I think what bothers me the most is everyones denial of age and acting like they were 22 again. There is nothing wrong with letting go once in a while. Let's face it though, when you have kids and attempt to wear a tube top with no..... support the girls just aren't the same.
Def Leppard took the stage and I do not know why I like them as much as I do but I won't deny it. I will not shout it from the rooftops or anything but I won't deny either. Luckily, we stopped serving alcohol close to mid set for them because we ran out of the canned beer. Oh and did I mention we ran out of pretzels and most everything. It was a really annoying concession night. 
And, now that my eyes are burning and my head still hurts my recap of hair bands is complete.
Kiss me deadly mamas fallen angel after you pour some sugar on me... Yep it was a long night. I think I'll take a shower and wash the stench of Bud Light off.
Round two: well played hair bands well played. Oh and yes there were a lot of bees.

Hair Bands Strike Back

Anyone that has read my blog in the past may remember the Emergency Room Vs. Hair Bands entry.. Well I am pleased to make note that I will be working at a concert tonight for Def Leppard and Poison. So I will have many more stories of the tragedy that is being stuck in that time period.
Spandex, cut offs and aqua net galore will be the theme. I just love love seeing this. The commentary that runs through my head it just awesome. I can not wait. Report will follow. Probably tomorrow morning.

Until then remember Every Rose Has Its Thorn and if you Pour Some Sugar on that rose you get a lot of bees.

Detroit An Important Place

A lot of people think Detroit and they think dangerous, disgusting, dirty, worn out, broken down, and scary. Yes, it is all of those things to the naked eye. I can say that until recently it was all of those things for me. I never wanted to go downtown because I would get so nervous. Until about a year ago when I went down there with a friend. I looked at everything with brand new eyes. Eyes that shockingly did not see ugly, dangerous or gross. They saw the beauty that is truly there.
This beauty may not be appreciated by all. Maybe not by most but it is there. You just have to take a second to look at it. When I talk about the Detroit train station most people see this

 When really all you have to do is use your imagination and you can see what it used to be. Although I think the first picture is beautiful others see a run down building. It is that but it is so much more also.

 Below is a picture of the Fox Theater Downtown. Honestly one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. I was there once for a play. I did not pay that much attention to the play because I was in such awe of the building and its beauty.

But, there is so much to Detroit. It is the home of Motown records. The Motown Museum is amazing. So much rich history about the music industry that was once so important to the city. Detroit is the Motor City. We built cars and we built them good. Starting with the Model T and moving forward.
From Henry Ford to Barry Gordy the city was built on the backbones of these men and what a city it was.
It used to be so rich in culture. The Detroit Science Center which is closed now with hopes of reopening. I remember going there when I was a kid. It was just so phenomenal. I went there four years ago for the human body exhibit. It was still as amazing as an adult as it was when I was a kid. We have the Detroit Institute of Arts which is spectacular. The Opera House, and the Charles H. Wright Museum of African American History are here also.
There would not be a loss of things to do when coming to Detroit. There is an active nightlife, plenty of culture, and for those that want to gamble there are casinos too.
Yes Detroit is not what it once was. Can you tell me anything that is? The state of the economy has precipitated the urban decay that many think of when they think of Detroit. Like every big city it has its drawbacks. It can be crowded and congested. We have a hockey team, a baseball team and a football team that have stadiums downtown. If there is more than one event going on it can get very crowded and congested.
A lot of things do not help the city. Constant negative press will do nothing but hinder the city so many people call home. Some of the press may be justified but, other times it is not the city that deserves the negativity. A mayor that just about ran the city to the ground, moved it to the verge of bankruptcy and is now spending his time in jail is what should get the brunt of the negativity. That though is on him not the city.
Detroit to me is more of a metaphor for the state of the country today. The state of the people also. Working harder and harder and getting no where. At times it gets frustrating because whether what is on the news is true or not we should all care about the city. It should never be a race issue. Whatever race you are you should if you are from Michigan have a loyalty to the city that many people lack these days. This area of rich culture is falling away from all of us and instead of everyone working together to save it we are all pushing against each other. Nothing ever gets better unless you work hard and want to make things better.
Yes I am just a suburbanite that comes to the city to visit. I am aware, but I come to the city because I want to and I like it not because I have to. I can see the beauty that is beyond the broken windows, caved in roofs, abandoned buildings, and grime. I just hope that sometime very soon people can see past the differences in the way they want to fix things and just work toward the greater good. I love my state and I love this city, to see it literally bleeding to death is devastating, heartbreaking even. When the city dies all this history goes along with it. Sure people will know about it, but it will not be the same. You would not have the opportunity to experience the history for yourself. If people were as passionate about Detroit as they were old Tigers Stadium would things have ever gotten this bad? I don't think so not even close.

The Golden Rule Not Shower

I firmly believe in treating others as you would like to be treated. If you strut around like a pretentious ass eventually people are going to not want to be around you and start treating you as such.
This goes for everyone. When you do something and then turn around and secretly or not so secretly act disgusted when other people do the same you're being a hypocrite.
I have always tried to be respectful, kind, and courteous to everyone I meet. Perfect I'm not. Never have been never will be. However, for all that I'm not I am still a decent being.
I make mistakes, you make mistakes. When it comes down to it pants are put on the same way. We aren't different. What makes the difference is whether or not you can admit your wrong doings when you know you are wrong. This I still have a hard time with. I try to do this but I am not great about it.
Please and thank you go a long way. Maybe it's working in a hospital and taking care of people but when you neglect to say thank you... You're neglecting a responsibility to be courteous to others. Instead of just asking someone to give you something say please. Really it isn't hard. It's one extra word.
I think that it is true that you can be kind to a fault and that can sometimes bite you in the toosh. However, when you are nice to someone it shows you care. Even if you don't know someone and they look lost ask them if they need help. There have been many times in my life when I have been lost and had someone stopped to help me instead of letting me find my way on my own I would have been eternally grateful. That could have saved a lot of time and pain.
I am not trying to be all preachy at all. To be honest everyone is free to make their own decisions. I just know that I am a happier person for living life by this simple rule. The Golden Rule is what they call it. I call it common courtesy.

See I told you it had nothing to do with a golden shower.

Meeting Tom Hiddleston

This video was done by Carley. I love it. It is like reliving the whole experience over and over again. It was an amazing moment.

This is my resulting picture..

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That was a great day. I will always remember it and I will never forget the girls I was with.

Meetings

Work meetings piss me off. At the end of my twelve hours I would much rather go home thank you very much. And that's all I've got to say about that.

Slacker

When you try so hard to make something happen it always seems to fail. Once you give up hope everything seems to work out the way you want it. At least that has been my experience. Of course, this leaves me with the following feeling. Why try to do anything you want. It's once you give up that it happens.
I guess what gets me is we are always taught to work hard. Always make sure you try your best and so forth. That of course never seems to work for me. Yes many people say they worked hard for what they got. A number though just happened to be in the right place st the right time. So I'm going to just do what I do... Yep that's be a slacker.