The Sad Punk said:
I think you're right!
See, I'm going to see a ___ concert tonight!
That makes me
BUT
NORMALLY before a ___ concert, I've driven 5+ hours thru sleet and snow with my ___ concert going partner in crime, singing ___ songs as loudly as possible, thru the entire ___ catalogue, skidded to a stop outside the arena, jumped out and rushed to get a number, whooped and hollered cause I GOT A NUMBER, smoked a joint to come down a bit, crashed in the line for a bit, strummed my guitar for a bit maybe, eaten copious amounts of junk food, more beer, gotten smashed, passed out, woken up to see the line moving ever so slightly or some johnny-come-latelys, notably, WITHOUT the Sacred Number etched on their foreheads, trying to push to the front, tried to convince someone to let me in if they scan, only to scan myself for the 29th time, parked on the rail watching the roadies set up and hoping that I could get a Coveted Setlist, gone for more beer, argued with people who dared to insinuate that I hadn't been there all day only to be rescued by some kind Interferencer who knew I had been, or, if i didn't make it into the ellipse, hang about outside patiently until some other kind Interferencer came out to slip me a wri....oops...uh...give me a big hug, yah, that's it...
I mean, THAT is how I normally spend the 24 hrs before a ____ concert. So frankly, I don't know what the HELL to do with myself right now!