you give the staff your camera as you approach the stage, and they take pictures for you as you have your book signed. hey... works for me!
as i started stepping on the stage, the excitement was at an amazingly high level. i kept trying to think of what i was going to say to them (you'd think i had thought ahead on that department).
so i get up on stage, and edge is first.
now before i go on with this story, i first must tell this one. as many of you may or may not know, my name is shannon. yes, a guy named shannon. for some that is strange, for some it isn't. anyhoo, i've spent a large part of my life repeating my name to people over and over again, who assume when i said shannon that i actually said something else.
so here i am, face to face, hand in hand with the edge. and he asks me what my name is... to which i replied, out of no where... "shannon... like the river." the edge chuckled, signed my book, and it's on to the B-man...
so here i am face to face, shaking hands with my hero, bono... looking quite bad ass with his pop-esque hair cut, i must say. so bono decides to draw a picture in my book, of what, i still don't know. when he finishes, he asks what my name is... to which i reply, in the biggest 12 year old giddy kid voice i could possibly do... "uh... shannon... like the river."
like the river??? what the fuck am i thinking! do i mention my webpage? of course not... i say my name is like the river... twice. great. thank you sleep deprevation lol.
so as i finish telling bono that my name is like the river, he looks at me, tilts his head a little, and replies... "uh... right then" and turns and goes on to the next signee, ugh lol.
(stupid staff guy took my picture right as some douche walked in front of my camera)
i move on to larry, who gives me the classic larry face, shakes my hand, signs my book and gives me a simple "slainte" and moves on to the next. adam was his usuall cool self, thanked me for coming and off the stage i go... security ushered everyone out of the room immediately after they left the stage so as not to get any lingerers.
now as i'm at the bottom of the escelators on the third floor, i hear a "wooooooo" go up from the crowd above on the 4th. i don't really think anything of it until 2 minutes later when pat comes down, with the same 12 year old girl at an n'sync concert grin on his face.
as pat walked on to the stage (i was told... couldn't see 'cause they push you out so quickly), bono started eyeing pat's blue bvlgari's, and a few seconds later, motioned for pat to swap sunglasses with him... they later swapped back.
now of course, i am not the only tounge tied doof who was too giddy to speak with any sort of intellegence... pat tells bono of u2mart.com, to which B replied that he will have to check it out. simple enough... but when pat explained to him his webpage, he tells Bono... "U2Mart, you know, like Pop Mart" as if bono wouldn't have figured it out on his own lol. ah what these guys do to us.
anyways... i'm tired, i wanna go to bed... but alas, what would a headache story with pictures be, without a celebratory pint and a celebratory drunk headache face
Sliante!!!
congrats! I'm so glad you got to meet them! that's so cool!
stories 
It seems like no one got in, that just wrong!
