@brookeclay just some advise though, bring good shoes, bc your butt will not touch the seat for 3 1/2 hours #DaveMatthewsband—
Heath Morris (@heath440) May 19, 2012
I was warned. I was warned before I flew more than 1,000 miles to see Dreamboat that I should wear reasonable shoes.
I thought I was.
Cute, comfy (by my standards) and they happen to be my favorite. It does help that they – black BCBG sandals – were purchased during Stillwater Crazy Days.
Anyway. I’m in Charlotte. Last night I was spoiled by having pit tickets to the Dave Matthews Concert. I know, me – at Dave Matthews? I was surprised, too.
In my twenty-something years I’ve never tailgated for a concert. Clearly, I’ve been doing it wrong. I channeled my inner self from the Okstate vs. Arizona game and drank Cupcake wine out of my solo cup while watching various game of corn hole.
Although I didn’t know many DMB songs, it was impossible not to enjoy the concert from our spot. Fifteen feet from the stage, I sang all of the four songs I knew while making friends. To the adorable couple from Columbia, I wouldn’t mind being as adorable as you are when I grow up. (and there’s no way you’ve had 3 tiny humans – I’m not buying it.)
This morning I admitted my feet were killing me. Literally, at one point I thought I was dying.
Pretty sure Dreamboat enjoyed being told he was right.
He will probably never happen again. Probably.
Anyway, hope you are all having a great week! I’ll be busy trying to stay out of trouble in NC.
