So last night I went down to the Bay City River Roar Concert that featured White Snake. Yep, a real blast from the past. My good friend Lumpy got a bunch of tickets and invited me along. So off I went to a mini class reunion of sorts with a bunch of fellas I went to high school with back in the Hazy Eighties.
Yep, good ole long hair band days revisited. Small problem for us concert goers, none of us have long hair anymore, some don't even have hair! That's cool, the band still has the big hair. What I saw of the show, it was pretty good. Yeah, I didn't see the whole shebang. This time it was not Lumpy's fault.
Okay let me explain. Lumpy, yeah that's his name, heck even his mom called him Lumpy(real name Larry); I didn't even know his real name until we were in high school! I met Lumpy and his brother Bill one day in elementary school. They saved me from the older kids who had been pelting me with ice balls, yeah ice, not snow. They took me to their house, their mom cleaned up the blood, and we have been friends ever since.
The only fly in the ointment? Sometimes Lumpy would get us all in trouble. Oh sure not on purpose like, but Lumpy had a tendency to do just about anything. So I asked him last night, 'Your not gonna get me in trouble are you?' He says not to worry, he promises I wont get kicked in the nuts. I didn't believe him but that's okay, I was just glad to see the Lumpster, whom I had not seen in a few years, but had kept in touch with through email.
Well Lumpy went off with a friend of ours and the proverbial poo hit the fan. This...person..had been harassing the wife of a friend of ours, but we just blew her off. Hey we were there for the concert, just gonna have a good time. Right? Well said person started a fight with our friend's wife and got a knuckle sandwich for her trouble. Alas a small donnybrook broke out. In the end, the kind officers escorted a few out and told us to break it up and go home.
Well I lost track of the Lump, and it was getting pretty weird and I didn't feel like calling the better 1/2 from..ahem..jail, so I went home. It was strange to say the least. We didn't do anything, but apparently the young lady was looking for trouble and got all of us the boot. My friends and I are a little to old for that kind of shenanigans.
But hey, we had fun, got to hang out and just be together. Sure you can never go back, but you can still hang and have fun, even if some...ahem..excitement happens now and then. What a night. Good news is,this time it was not Lumpy's fault and I didn't get kicked in the nuts.