I went with capricious_k to see Jason Aldean at the Rodeo Club in San Jose last night. It was a grand time.
I spend some quality time with capricious_k (it has been way too long since that happened).
We had a good dinner at Sonoma Chicken Coop.
We had a nice walk to the club (fresne would be so proud of me, it was over a mile and I didn’t slow down or die).
The music was good. (I really like Hicktown, deal).
The people watching was entertaining (capricious_k called it when she guessed this guy in overalls had a John Deere tattoo on the other shoulder, the Superman logo was on the side we could see).
I saw a good looking, delightfully tall guy.
I managed to actually make eye contact with this guy and talk to him without making an ass of myself.
I had a 14 year old moment immediately afterwards where I sqeeed (yes, live, not in text) over briefly meeting this guy (he is 6’7″ and built like Trace Atkins, how could I not be interested). (No, I didn’t get his number but I did figure out that I would have given him mine if he asked. That is a new one for me).
Once I figured out that nobody at the club knew me and probably would never see me again, I started having a lot of fun by no longer worrying about how I presented myself and began being the goof I like to be.
Capricious_k and I walked back to the cars through fields, parking lots, streets, construction sites, train tracks and fences. (I have never walked across a train bridge on the tracks, especially in the dark. It was fun and a little scary.)
I managed to still have energy and be bouncy when capricious_k was worn out. That is an accomplishment in my book. (again with the fresne would be proud of me.)
I managed to drive home while talking to two friends I don’t get much of a chance to talk to because of our schedules being different.
I was able to get up this morning. Work needed me to come in earlier than the noon I had been dragging myself in at. I felt like crap but I was able to do it.
Mid-week concerts in far away places are harder to bounce back from but I did enjoy last night. Hard to say if it was worth it but I am glad I did it.
Now I’ve got “In a Hicktown” looping in my head.
Hard to say if it was worth it but I am glad I did it.
Then it was worth it.
*grins* I haven’t been to the Rodeo Club in ummmm, thirty years.
‘Course, I wasn’t supposed to be able to get in there, then!
I suspect it’s probably changed some…
Sparrow