You remember those, right? And so many people had them at the Phish show! And they looked so cozy! And I remembered the ones that I used to have. The blue one that was woven weird and was stiff, the white one I desperately wanted that said "Imagine" on the back and had the world with a peace sign over top of it. The white one I was wearing on St. Patrick's day when Dave and I got broadsided and I climbed out the window with blood pouring from a tiny cut on my forehead, and some dripped on it. The other white one with no hood that had the beautiful woven color panels, that our landlady had given me, that she'd had since the *actual* 1960's, that I'd washed the wrong way and the colors all bled all over the white parts and I could never figure out how to fix it, so I gave it away the last time Big Sisters came looking for donations...

Thing is, I miss having one. They're warm and comfy and good for camping and hanging around the house and stuff. And I could douse it with patchouli and it would be niiice. :D

They have some at the Stuckey's truck stop by the highway, or they did the last time I was there and wandering around looking at stuff. I wish I could remember how much they wanted for them. I found a bunch on ebay. I wish the pictures were taken from up closer. I'd like to see the weave and make sure it's not going to be the same as that first blue one I had. *shrug* Oh well.

(watch your volume, it's loud and kinda noisy)

So that was one of my crappy cell phone videos I took last night at the show. But the show was awesome. :D

They played Makisupa Policeman! It's this kinda reggae-ish song, that I love, as it was the first live song I ever heard them play, way back in '97 at the Great Went. That was awesome. Walking toward the concert area, listening to the first strains of the music, watching this total hippie chick ahead of us with her huge patchwork corduroys and her dreadlocks flying out behind her as she skipped to the beat toward the stage.. Good times, good times.

And the shows have such good vibes, too. You probably noticed I focused on the people in the row ahead of us in that video? Well, what had happened was this. The dude in the light-colored hat had originally been sitting right in front of me. The guy right in front of me had been dancing in the aisle. They both were stoned, especially Hat Guy, because suddenly they were embracing like long-lost brothers. Hat Guy was kissing Other Guy's nappy head, and his necklace, and hugging all over him, and he invited him in to the extra seat they had next to them. It was funny to see.

Then Other Guy got on his cell phone and eventually, The Girl showed up, saying how Righteous Other Guy was (now Righteous Guy), with the guy in the blue hoodie, and she got introduced to Hat Guy, and he hugged on her like she was another long-lost relation, and Hat Guy asked if Hoodie Guy was cool, and Righteous Guy gave him the thumbs up, like he would vouch for him, he's cool. So they all moved over a bit and The Girl, Hoodie Guy, and the Righteous Dude got seats that they probably couldn't have gotten otherwise. All because Hat Guy was wicked outgoing and probably a little too stoned for his own good. *lol* At one point, he saw two bottles of water at my feet and asked if he could have a sip- he was *dying*. Since I didn't know where one bottle came from, and my bottle was still sealed, and Dan had another bottle that was still sealed, I just gave him mine. *lol*

And I had a little adventure of my own when I went to use the ladies' room- I left my ticket back at my seat with Dan. And the bathroom floors were all wet. Ew ew ew ew ew! I found one stall where the floor wasn't *too* terrible, and the seat didn't need *too* much cleaning, but I still felt like my jeans has a ring of urine around the bottom when I got out. Just thinking about it made my ankles feel itchy the rest of the night. Didn't help that I'd knocked over a recycling station on my way down the stairs, and it felt like I had beer all over my legs, too.

But so I was on my way back and they were *really* checking tickets to let people back to their seats. I was lucky I'd brought my phone! And that Dan had his on vibrate, so that he'd answered it when I called! He brought my purse back down and said that he'd been worried about me from the moment I left. So there were hugs and kisses and we threaded our way back through the crowd to our seats. Try not to step on people's feet, follow the frat boy train, woo-woo! past the people with the psychedelic strobing bunny ears, and we're there!

Just an awesome show. The worst part was the traffic getting out afterwards. We actually got bumped by some idiot in a Subaru. He said he'd give us $100 for it, or what do we want to do? And Dan was just like... Ugh, dude, let's just get out of here. It's just a teeny paint scrape, not enough to involve insurance companies over, and he felt bad taking the guy's money, so he didn't. But DAMMIT DUDE, PAY ATTENTION!!!

All in all though, a very awesome day. A very awesome show. Dan's cousin Timmy has tickets for a show in August, right around my birthday. He's hoping to take Aimee and Billy, but they might not be able to make it. I hope he thinks of us, if they can't go...