Something Took A Part Of Me

I had seen the ads since I arrived here in January. Korn was playing The Palms in March. Knowing that Chris is not a Korn fan I never mentioned how much I wanted to go. But I drive past The Palms every day when I go to work and the sign was staring me down! On Thursday, Chris told me he was working overnight at the hospital on Friday. So I asked, "Do you mind if I go to the Korn concert tomorrow night without you?". He thought it was a great idea, and so my adventure began.

I saw Korn in concert when I was 19 or 20 years old and it was (and still is) one of the best concerts of my life. I've been talking about it for years. Jonathan Davis has such stage presence and charisma, it's hard not to just rock out when he is singing. This concert was back in the days before Chris. When Leslie and I went to concerts all the time. I texted Leslie and she seriously considered buying a last minute flight to Vegas so she could go to the show also. But last minute tix were around $600 and that is just crazy.

I really thought it was going to be weird going to a concert by myself. But it was only the stuff leading up to the concert that was awkward, like eating dinner at the casino. And I was nervous that the concert wouldn't live up to my memory. I'm 10 years older, they are 10 years older... I even bought a seated ticket because I didn't think I could handle a GA crowd anymore, especially at a metal show by myself.

Well I was so wrong. I'm glad I showed up on time despite not knowing who the opening act was because it was Jonathan Davis himself! LOL. He opened for himself as J-Devil, his DJ alter ego. And I loved it. I could hardly sit still.

But if you notice in the pictures, everyone is just standing around shooting video and snapping pix. Which leads me to two major thoughts...

1.) I'm so sick of people who just film the concerts they go to. Why would you spend that kind of money on a ticket and to stand incredibly still the whole time and watch the replay later? It's ridiculous. Snap a couple of photos, prove you where there and then get down to the business of enjoying yourself. Dance like a crazy person, sing all the lyrics, have a drink, get in a fight, crowd surf etc. A concert should not be a spectator sport. Get crazy people. Loose yourself for a few hours.

2.) Something did take a part of me. Something stole my sweet youth. During the second act (Which sucked. Why did that DJ think it was okay to play pop songs? Everyone ignored him until he play some Deftones and System of a Down. Duh.), I thought a lot about all the fun I had at concerts when I was younger. And how I have probably been to over 100 concerts. This made me think about a lot of other antics. And man, I have some good stories for my neices and nephews when they are older. I am such a different person now but I have really lived a life and I don't regret one stupid mistake of it. My 30's are approaching ( T minus 28 days) and I have accumulated a long list of adventures already. I can't wait to see what my 30's bring!

I didn't take any pics or videos of the actual Korn show. I was so busy jumping and fist pumping and singing really loudly. I think I had more fun by myself than I would have if Chris was there. Mainly because Chris has this habit of thinking I am adorable all the time and when I dance around at concerts and catch Chris staring at me I get self-conscious. I had pure unadulterated spastic dancing and singing to angry angry songs for over 2 hours and it just doesn't get much better then that.

And if Chris has an patient next weekend that leaves me home alone, I'm going to the Flogging Molly concert :) Flogging Molly on St. Patty's day weekend sounds like an event not to be missed. My life needs more celtic punk band rock and I need to practice my jigging.

And for your daily dose of food porn....

Chris and I only one day a week off together. So Sunday morning we headed out to Hash House A Go Go for breakfast. You have probably seen it on the Food Network, that is where we discovered it years ago. It is quite famous for it's large and inventive breakfasts. We have been there before but this time we endevored to try something different because we always get the same things. Plus, our friend who travels a lot is always posting food pix on Facebook and that morning he was in Denver making us HUNGRY with pictures of biscuits and gravy. So we countered with this...

My breakfast is scrambled eggs with bacon mashed potatoes, biscuit, and fried chicken topped with a maple and barbeque sauces. It was delicious. I also had a drink called a Champagne Supernova ( can't resist an Oasis reference) that was basically a mojito made with champagne. Double Yum.

Chris had the sausage gravy pot pie with scrambled eggs and (not pictured) is a vanilla waffle. He couldn't decide and since one meal is more than enough food, ordering two meals isn't a big deal. We were going to have tons of leftovers anyway.

We both ate three meals from these plates.

Which is good because they are like 8,000 calories a piece.



Your parting pic is Chris patiently waiting for me as I sing along with Freebird. He respects my personal rule of never leaving a place while Freebird is playing. So he plays with his phone ( and I suspect thinks of the funeral scene in Elizabethtown)  and lets me have a personal jam session everytime... because this bird you cannot change.