Watch It Go
On Friday I raced home from work, threw Slayer outside, filled his food bowl, ran upstairs to change and touch up my makeup, let Slayer back in and then rushed out the door with him barking wildly like “Seriously?! You just got home and you’re leaving already?!”
In the car while waiting for a train to pass. I say “I’m gonna take a picture,”
Jessica says “Ooo I want pizza!”
I picked up up Jessica and headed up Woodward to Clutch Cargos for the Swellers/Set Your Goals/Motion City Soundtrack show. I used my amazing navigation skills to keep us from getting stuck in the loop (the six lane road that runs around the city) and Jessica used her amazing skills to help me parallel park while a bum stood outside the car trying to talk to us. It was absolutely freezing out, so we ran to the venue, clinging to each other for stability, and arrived just after The Swellers took the stage.
After their set we met up with B and went downstairs where a bunch of friends were hanging out. The Swellers are from MI, so it was a little reunion and I got to see some people I hadn’t hung out with in a while. The room was red with curvy black leather couches – I wanted to take everything home.
We wandered through the maze of tiny halls and stairwells and finally found the main stage where we watched Set Your Goals. After their set, everyone else went back downstairs or pushed through the crowd to the bar, but I found a spot on the floor at the side of the stage and stayed there. I think most of our posse was there to watch The Swellers or hang out with B, but I came to dance. I must have looked like a moron rocking out all by myself, but it was so fun. I had the perfect view, no one crammed next to me, no one pushing or blocking my view.
I was very entertained by the mass of photographers in front of the stage.
It looked like a fake music video photo shoot.
At one point Anto, The Swellers bass player, showed up and I told him if he was going to stand next to me he’d better dance, so we had a little dance off complete with robot arms and the running man. He claims to have won and I’ll let him think that, but we all know who the better dancer is.
After the show Jessica and I decided we were starving and headed back toward home for Coney and girl talk. We were sitting across from each other, both texting away, laughing and showing each other the messages we were receiving. Who they were from is not terribly important as it will be someone else in a week or two anyway. We have started referring to ourselves as Double Trouble because 1. we attract a lot of attention when we go out and 2. we get ourselves into very entertaining situations, which make us laugh non-stop. DT will steal your boyfriend while applying lip gloss, eating pizza and dancing our asses off! Watch out!!01.31.10 in double trouble, shows