August 22, 2003
The Ryan Shupe Concert
Same old same old at work. Except there was an absolutely amazing storm that swept through about 3 or 4, and it temporarily cut power. At that point I hadn't saved anything since like noon or so, so I lost a half day's work. That ticks me off. I was making good progress.
At about 5:30, I went to Heidi's house to pick her and her friend Kyla up (she's originally from Houston, 20, black, and pretty cool) for the concert. We met everybody else at our house, including Mike and Roger and Andy. Well, actually I guess Mike and Andy then left to go pick up Tonya and Angela, while Roger, Heidi, Kyla, and I went to Kmart to get a tarp to sit on. We then tried to go to the new Dutch Oven Buffet place in Lehi, but it was way too crowded, so we had Gandalfo's instead. I've had a little too much Gandalfo's lately. For desert we grabbed some Frosties from Wendy's on our way up to Sandy. The ride was pretty fun. We listened to a lot of music. Heidi and Kyla and I all have very similar and eclectic music tastes. Meanwhile, Roger became their project. They basically spent most of the ride discussing how to make Roger over. Of course, I missed the exit because there were so many cars backed up, and then I missed the next exit and eventually I just decided to try taking 215 out as far east as I needed to go, and then heading back south. I think this strategy may actually have saved us time. So we got there in plenty of time. The concert started at 8:00, and the opening band wasn't too remarkable. We sat out on the tarp with blankets at the top of the ampitheatre. I ran into Deja from poetry class. I haven't seen her in a while. Didn't get to say much, though. I did get to talk to Angela a lot though. In fact, she let me put my pillow on her lap (the big UT one, so this isn't that big of a deal). She was a lot more animated and flirty tonight than I've seen her before. Meanwhile, Kristen showed up. She was very quiet all night. Seemed sort of sad. The band was spectacular. They're very talented. My favorite piece was a cover of "Devil went down to Georgia," towards the end. And there was some spectacular lightning back behind the mountains to the distant west, the light bouncing off the clouds and highlighting the whole canyon, while the sky above remained clear and starry. They did one encore, and we all stood up and danced for that. And then it was over and we slowly made our way to the car and on home. On the way home we listened to some Sting (Kyla loves Sting, so she backed me up when Heidi objected), and a lot of Tori. We also discussed a lot of rock bands, like Smashing Pumpkins, which they really love. We should get them over here some time when Mark's back. I really wish I had had some Pumpkins in the car. Roger, of course, was a little clueless about the music. We arrived home, and I took Heidi and Kyla downstairs to listen to Tori's cover of Landslide and also a little Pumpkins. Then we all went upstairs and talked a lot.
Posted August 22, 2003 (11:51 PM) | Comments (1)