short memories

When I saw Widespread Panic at Bonnaroo this year it was awsome of course. During Chilly Water instead of just throwing water in the air some of us decided to throw glow stick fluid. Even after being warned I looked up right as slung the flourescent liquid toward the sky, it fell directly into my eyes. It burned, bad. I poured water in my eyes trying to rinse them out, my friends begged me to go to the med tent and get an eye wash, but I refused. It was my only chance to see Panic all summer.... ;)

a familiar place

Its a giant structure, familiar to me and thousands, maybe millions of others. It is constructed and reconstructed in different places. What happens there is not what you see that is so important but what you hear. There is a level of excitement we all feel as we approach this structure. This familiar place will soon produce massive sounds for us to try and ingest. I get goose bumps every time I go there, sometimes I feel like I can't swallow. When the performers begin to appear, I smile and laugh with delight as everyone around me starts cheering loudly. Our energy will soon be fueled by their words and music for what seems like forever.

This is my blog

This is my blog for my English class....