Frankie who?

some guy with a slight gut is making suggestive movements on stage while simultaneously instructing me to wave my hands in the hair. half the crowd is screaming while the rest of us realize just how old we are. in pop years that is...there's a difference, i think.

i DO know what i'm thinking when the girl next to me spills her whole drink on my shoes. but this is a PG-13 rated blog right?

(ring a bell anyone?)