You Never Know Who Might Show Up

 As I mentioned here 2014 will be the year of bloggers, for bloggers. Influenced by, and dedicated to Not a Punk Rocker, please enjoy the following.

Not a Punk Rocker is one of my newest Blogging Buddies. I haven’t had a chance to delve into your blog yet, but I’m looking forward to it. The other day on another one of my “Blogger” post I found out that she is an HR Manager, who would rather be an artist. I’m sure she would be fine at whatever she does. I’ve also noticed that we both share the “shyness” and I, too, am starting to overcome that bit by bit. Have a look at her site. It’s a good story that reminds me of the Phoenix. We all need a little rebirth every once in a while, don’t you think?

Rocker Girl 8831 Lego Minifigures Series 7
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Now, back to the music!

I had a buddy from work who was putting on a massive field party outside of town. I told my friends about it and we were all ready to go. There was supposed to be ten kegs, and three bands playing. It was a five dollar charge to get in the gate, which was just to listen to the music of course (wink, wink). We pulled in, paid our five bucks a piece and parked the car. I surfed through the crowd, somewhere along the way picking up a red solo cup and finally met up with my work buddy. He used to be in a band with some of the members of the other three bands, that’s how he was able to put the whole thing together. It was great.  A lot of “mosh pit” type of music going on. I stayed to the side and watched and drank and smoked.

Halfway through the night I’m standing around an old burn trashcan, talking with some buddies when I get a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see a lady standing there. She looks familiar, but I can’t place her. She says to me “I just wanted to ask if you recognized that guy?” then she points towards a man standing a few feet away. I do recognize this man. He is wearing cut-off jean shorts, a tie-dyed tee-shirt and there’s little round glow rings hanging off the sides of his glasses. The lady that poked me is an old family friend. She is the “kid” sister from way back. The man standing in the Cheech and Chong get up is my dad. He walks up and says “hey dude, I know I’m your old man and all, but I don’t want you to act any different since I’m here.” The party continued with me introducing people to my dad. Oh, and you remember the lady that poked me? Yeah, she caught her underage son at that party. Good times.


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7 thoughts on “You Never Know Who Might Show Up

  1. Wow, not only do I get a mention, but in a post with a Cheech and Chong reference? Awesome, and thank you!
    I like that you introduced your dad to everyone when you figured it out

  2. Sheena has a great site! she’s one of the most forthright bloggers I’ve been lucky to meet so far, and she also got a great sense of humor.
    (Though her music taste is occasionally odd. )

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