Chapter 3 : Oh, So THAT’S Who You Are!

Padfoot and I were chillin when we came back from the hotel, when I thought, “Hey, I have Recelee’s number, I’ll call her and see where she is!”  Recelee is a fellow Zootopian on the website that I met, and her and I exchanged numbers so we could call each other when we got there.  I called her and asked her where she was.  She was sitting behind a trash can in the lobby, so I could not see her.  She stuck her pink boots out from behind said trash can, and we found her!  We also met Nivi, who had traveled with Recelee and is also a Zootopian.  We hung out and decided, about 12:30pm, that we were hungry.  Due to the “numbers” that we had, we left and went to have lunch at the Hilton’s bar.  Very nice, might I add, and not too expensive, either. 

We went back and just chilled, when I remembered that I had to finish making my sign.  I went back to the car to get my poster board and the big fat marker…after getting my stuff, I realised that I had better hide it in my jacket cos the mean lady probably would not let me take it in.  So I rolled up the poster board, and shoved it up the arm of my jacket (yes, jacket…it was not THAT cold ), and proceeded to go back in, caused the girls to laugh at me cos I had hid it so well that they could not tell, and I pulled it out and started working on it.  Well, give it about 2 or 3 minutes, and the TV crew that was there covering the whole waiting in line thing came over and asked what I planned to put on the poster.  I told them and they asked if they could film me making it, which was cool, but then all Hades broke loose. The mean lady, who I shall dub Ursula (the Sea Witch!!! AACK!! ), came over and vehemently told me that I was not allowed to have that stuff in there, and that I had to take it outside.  Erm, forgive me if I am wrong, but I was under the impression that I should have been doing it inside, not outside where the wind was blowing quite well, and it was below 25 degrees.  The cameraman told her that they were filming me, and I told her that I was almost done, but she told me that once I finished it, she was going to have to throw it away… is about how I felt…

So I went outside with my stuff, hid behind a column that blocked me from the wind, and I finished my sign.  I went back in scowling at Ursula and showed her my ticket stub, again for the 100th time, and I am quite sure I gave her a look that said “Just try and take it away from me…”

I was wearing my green santa/elf hat, when Recelee asked me if I was going to wear it in, and I said yes.  She suggested that I try to get Bono to see it, and maybe I ought to write something on it, in case he got it.  Well, here is what I wrote on one side of the hat…


I had people cracking up about the message, and I decided that I would do my best to get it to Bono.  I also met MediaGirl and her friend.


Chapter 4: Just Like The Cattle That We Are…Apparently

At about 5 or 5:30pm, they finally herded us up in lines of Fan Club GA and Regular GA.  At this time, we discovered that there was absotively posilutely no point in the “numbers” thing, and everyone just forgot they had a number.  We hung out in line with these three guys, who were toasted to begin with, and this chick and her daughter, Christine (39) and Sarah (20).  The guys were quite funny, as they were toasted, and one of them totally had a small bottle of whiskey with them…WARNING, KIDS!  DO NOT DO THIS OR I WILL PERSONALLY HUNT YOU DOWN AND SICK THE DOLPHINS ON YOUR RUSTY DUSTY!!!  And we finally realised why he was having such a good time in line…and he is married !!!!!! 

Anyway, we finally got into this area that we had to wait in, and the dudes proceeded to consume more alcohol, and all the while I am wondering,

“Can you really have such a phenomenal time at the concert when you are so phenomenally toasted????”

Not so much, I decided.  We got scanned and….did not make it into the ellipse, but we ended up right behind some really cool people that were right on the rail…and close to the end they let us both on the rail!!!!  Anyway, we chilled with the people around us, including Christine and Sarah behind us, this late 30s/early 40s couple to the right of us (HER first U2 concert), this couple in their late 40s/early 50s to the left of us (who have been to countless U2 shows), and these 2 really cool cats in front of us–One was, I think from Boston (?), Tom,  and the other dude was from England…Liverpool……accent and everything!  Anyway, old boy from England told us that this would be his 16th show on this tour, and that he was going to the final two shows of the tour and the first show in Mexico in Monterrey!!! I am soooo jealous! 

We told him that it was our first U2 concert, he told us about meeting Bono and Edge in Boston (), and we talked U2 until Kanye West came on stage.


Chapter 5: WORK IT!!!

Kanye came on, and let me tell you, I have never seen a rapper perform onstage in person, but I can tell you this much:  I would not mind seeing Kanye perform again!  He was absolutely amazing!  He performed two songs that I did not know, Gold Digger, Workout Plan, Jesus Walks, and I think three other songs, two of which were brand spankin new.  He performed on stage with a DJ, a female harpist, and an all female sextet of strings which included 2 violinists, 2 cellists, and 2 viola players.  FREAKIN AWESOME!!!  There was this one girl that I am guessing was a soloist of some sort, because she had on this really cute/hot little white dress (everyone else wore black pant type outfits) AND she had stilletos on…and she danced while she played…and she never stopped dancing through the whole performance.  Anyway, there was a song that he did during which he segued into “Sweet Dreams” by the Eurhythmics, and the crowd was singing it while he did his “What” thing that rappers like to do.  It was totally awesome! 

He finished and got a very nice and tough applause, and he sure did deserve it!  Tom decided to make a quick run for it and get a beer, and asked a few other people around him if they wanted anything.  A few people said yes, and he left to go get the drinks.


Join me next Monday, where I will tell you about the evil people on the floor!  The ACTUAL concert, and Bono strutting in front of us!


Love Sincerely, Love Supremely…

Slainte! ¡Salud!

The Mexican




Here begins the Chronicles of Padfoot and Prongs…Well, from Prongs’ point-of-view, anyway…Each will begin and end as I see fit, and visuals for those that choose not to read will be up on Monday…stupid Washburn…And on we go!  TO WAAAAAR!!! DEAAAAATH!!

…It is called too much Lord of the Rings…GO THEODEN!!!!!!


The Mexican


Chapter 1: Too Freaking Early In The Morning!!!

Padfoot and I awoke at about 4:45am on Thursday, December 15th…much to my dismay, as I thought that I had set the alarm for me to get up about 4am, but whatever.  I had gone to bed at about midnight, so I felt as though I had just had a nap.  I showered and got ready, then took stuff out to the car while Padfoot showered and got ready. As we left the parking lot, I realised that I had forgotten my Sonic ice with which I was going to chew to help me stay awake while I drove…BLAST!!  We stopped at Wal-Mart to get some red and black window chalk, but they only had red…you know, to decorate the car …and we also got a poster and a big fat black permanent marker (that was big enough to be considered a hazard to breathing air).  Then a stop was made at McD’s, cos let us face, why would one want to go off driving for about 3 and 1/2 hours, and not have any breakfast? 

We took off north and began our journey.  May I just say that sunrise is absolutely beautiful?  It was almost pitch black when we left, but oh my God, once the sun started coming up…I have to be honest, I have not seen the sky turn so many beautiful colors in a long while…*sigh*.  I started with Madonna and Basement Jaxx in the player, which was followed by Linkin Park and then U2.  I needed the dance music bad to help keep me awake!!  Anyway, we played “War” by U2 and I think that was what we were listening to when we cruised into a little town in Nebraska called Auburn…*snicker snicker*…The weather was just plain screwy!  It was snowing, but not hard or anything, just lightly, and by the time we reached Omaha, well, it was still snowing the same way, only it was sticking in places. 

I just have to say how scared I was when we came into Nebraska…I know I will sound like a total idiot, and I am sure that it is just because I am a city girl, but I had no idea it was legal anywhere to have a rifle/gun rack in the back of your truck, let alone put said rifle/gun on the back of it!!!  Padfoot told me, “You know you are in true redneck country when there are gun racks on the back of trucks, and the guns in them are loaded.”  I cringed inwardly…SCARY!


Chapter 2: Are Those Tents I See???  Can I Jump On The Bed, Pretty Please!!!

As the title says, we were pulling onto the street that the Qwest Center and the Hilton were on, when I looked over by the entrance, and saw that there were fans that had camped out for the night…!!!!!  I would have!!!  We pulled into the front of the Hilton driveway, and I was about to get out of the car, when this big, tall dude came up to driver’s side and opened my door……I am sorry, but I have NEVER had my door opened for me, not even when I had a boyfriend!!  So the dude was very nice and polite, and I went inside, checked in, and came back out so we could park in the garage.  We did this and started to rearrange things, because we were sure that we were going to be standing outside in the cold.  We proceeded to take our things up to the room, and can I just say that if you ever get a chance to stay at the Hilton, even just once, DO IT.  The elevator talked to us when it stopped, and even the housekeeping people told us good morning and all that jazz.  We got into the room, and oh my goodness!  I have never been in such a nice room!!  There was special Crabtree something-or-other toiletry products and, after I asked permission from Padfoot, I ran and jumped on the bed!!! I have always wanted to do that…and the bed was bouncy but firm…ahhhhhh…*drool drool*

Oops!  Anyway, we got situated and headed downstairs so that we could go and wait in line, but not before we got all of our jackets and coats on and our chairs to sit in.  On our way there, a girl was coming back to the hotel, and informed us that since it was so cold, that they were letting us into the lobby, but we could not take anything in that we were not taking into the concert.  Well, we turned around because what was the point in us taking our stuff, and so we did that, but when we finally came back (about 10 min later) the evil mean lady (those that went to Omaha KNOW who I am talking about…) would not let you take in almost anything…including something to read while in line, a water bottle, anything…So I took the video recorder back to the room (cos I run faster than Padfoot) and came back, which was when I proceeded to get a “number” for the line, so that I could leave and be guaranteed my place in line…which worked out wonderfully, of course, as Padfoot’s number was about, oh, 9 numbers ahead of mine…….and the lady that was giving out the numbers said that I could not go in with her, to which some nice dudes in line said to Padfoot that they would be sure that we went in together…they were right in front of her in numbers…


Join me tomorrow where I will tell you about my buddies in line, the drunk dudes that hung around us…and the concert….!!!!!


Love Sincerely, Love Supremely…

Slainte! ¡Salud!

The Mexican

Uh oh…guess who’s ba-ack…

Hey guys!  I have to make this short, but I am here to say that I hope you all had a very wonderful Christmas…or Hanukkah…or Kwanzaa…or you celebrated the winter solstice well…


I will start tomorrow, once all of the pictures are downloaded…and the video I took…and about Christmas…

I am at the library…Washburn needs to be open…

Love you!

Love Sincerely, Love Supremely…

Slainte! ¡Slainte!

The Mexican

Okay, so I was bored…Thanks, Moony!

Seven Sevens

1. Seven things to do before I die
2. Seven things I cannot do
3. Seven things I like about: Bollywood movies (this will change for everyone)
4. Seven things I say most often
5. Seven books (or series) I love
6. Seven movies I would watch over and over again.
7. Seven people I want to join in, too

The following are not necessarily in order of importance……

1. Seven things to do before I die:
– Move to Ireland
– Work for the company I want to in Ireland 
– Get married
– Have lots of children 
– Skydive
– Travel to India, Japan, and New Zealand 
– Beat all of the Zelda games

2. Seven things I cannot do:
– Drive a motorcycle…yet
– Play basketball…I am absolutely atrocious
– not like Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter
– Disown U2
– Appreciate/Respect Britney Spears or Jessica Simpson
– eat fish or fruit on pizza

– eat sushi

3. Seven things I like about: U2: (this will change for everyone)
– Larry Mullen Jnr…what else? 
– Their camraderie with each other
– Their genuine love for each other as friends and bandmates
– Their compassion for those less fortunate
– Adam’s coolness
– Edge’s sequined jeans
– Their songs actually mean something
Bono’s glasses

4. Seven things I say most often –
– Dude…
– No, seriously…
– Sure, why not?
– But whatever…
– Yup…
– Not so much…
– Freaking (object that is being obstinate)…

5. Seven books or series I love
– Interview with the Vampire
– Lord of the Rings

– The Silmarillion
– Harry Potter
– Bono in Conversation
– Mysteries of the Unexplained
– The Shining

6. Seven movies I would watch over and over again

– Lord of the Rings tril.
– Matrix tril.

– Original Star Wars tril.
– Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
– Spaceballs
– Schindler’s List
– Cleopatra

7. Seven people I want to join in, too
– Brittany
– Daisy
– Roselani
– Mediagirl

– Blair

– Kaylin

– Randa

I could not resist!

Love Sincerely, Love Supremely…

Slainte! ¡Salud!

The Mexican

I HAVE VIDEO!!!! YAAAAAY!!!!!!!…anyway…

Today is a good day for me, so far…It is also the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe…I usually did the whole midnight thing at church for it…But I have not danced in years, and I also do not have a mode of transportation…but you know what else????

3 FREAKING DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I never thought I would be corny, but…




Well, I am not there yet, but I am soooooooooooooooooo ridiculously excited!  I was told today that I should pursue a minor in Theater, I decided that I was okay missing an A in Jazz History by 6 points (), and I feel okay about my Mass Media final although not as confident as I would like, but I will do my best.

So anyway, my brothers got me the first and second seasons of Oz…the prison drama that was on HBO…I love that show!  And Barbie got me some nice smelling Cranberry something-or-other lotion and the Tutti Dolci Lemon Meringue lip gloss from Bath and Body Works…I already have the Chocolate Fondue lip gloss…Mmm…I just want to eat it really, it smells so good!  Chiquita gave me a pack of (scented?) nose tissues and Kipper and her dad gave me some cinnamon something-or-other from Panda Express..dessert…Jessica, my supervisor and the office manager at work, gave me a $20 gift card to Target!  YAY!  Some new shoes for work!!!  I have to be the goofiest person when it comes to gift cards…buying clothes for work…

I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited, have I told you yet? 


Anyway, I am updating cos this is the last time I will update, and probably the last time I will update ’til after Christmas…Due to the fact that I have to come to school to get on wireless (as we do not have wireless at home) and I will be working every single day from Sunday the 18th ’til Christmas Eve…and I may just go to work for a little while on Saturday when we get back from Omaha…

Scary……all that working, you know…

I pity the mules, er I mean, fools that are of college age and live in Topeka and the surrounding areas…and do not go to Washburn…cos I am up to a total of two times that I have fallen on the ground on campus…right in front of people…Yeah, I was walking and talking to Padfoot, and apparently there was a really slick spot in front of the stairs, and I just went flying forward…I cut my left hand, just flesh wounds really…Scraped the right hand…Quite funny, after my hand stopped hurting…

Anyway, I love you all, if I do not talk to you before Christmas…

¡Feliz Navidad!…or Happy Hanukkah…or Happy Kwanzaa, whichever it is that you celebrate…or do not, you know…

And I PROMISE….I will have some sort of pictures for you all when I get back…and you know you love my header…

Freaking Bono always hogs all the room…I tried and tried and tried to shrink his picture, and to enlarge Edge’s, but Bono is so darn stubborn…Bono only gets two pictures cos he is on the background anyway…

Please pray for us to have a safe and wonderfulspectacularastoundingamazingexcitingsupercalifragilisticexpialidocious time…what, with us staying in the same hotel as U2, you know…I guess more prayers for them than us! 

See you all in Vertigo!

Love Sincerely, Love Supremely…

Slainte!  ¡Salud!

The Mexican

I do not normally say things like this, but I hate the current weather…I normally love snow, but kids, remember, it is important to get your driver’s license early and to have a car when you are in your teens, because if you do not, then you will be (today!  yay!) 24 years old and have no form of personal transportation.  Therefore, no matter the weather, you must take the bus, public transportation…which honestly is not bad, however, when people do not take those that have to travel by bus or foot into consideration (meaning being too lazy to shovel their sidewalk ), then one is forced to either walk in the street (where you have a higher probablility that someone will skid on the snow/ice and hit you) or to walk on said sidewalks, doing your best not to ruin your nice work pants too much as you have to wade through the freaking snow…

I have said my piece…

And that should be the actual book, not the audio…I am not that lazy…

Love Sincerely, Love Supremely…

Slainte!  ¡Salud!

The Mexican