Next Morning

Okay so Tool was just one of the many bands that were playing that day. Among the other bands to rock the house, Weezer, Bif Naked, The Tea Party, Project Whyze and a few other god-awful hunks of shit (Our Lady Peace)..

That morning, we arose to headaches, stiff muscles, shattered egos, and a liquid breakfast. Nothing like a Screwdriver to get you going in the morning. We hopped in our car, hid our weed in convenient places on our bodies and off we went.

That morning it had rained, and rained hard. The sky looked like it would open up on us at any moment, so headed to Wal-Mart to purchase garbage bags as a cheap alternative to rain jackets. Would you know it but over a hundred people were fighting over waterproof objects at the Wal-Mart. Yes, fellow concertgoers. Double J wasted $60 on a rain jacket. We spent $2.50 on 50 glad garbage bags. Well of course we made fun of him… the whole day. I guess it didn’t help things when it didn’t rain at all. As we stood in the endless line, awaiting our entrance to the music extravaganza, some girls mistook Double J’s raincoat price take as a VIP pass. Well sure we chatted the girls up a bit and acted like we were hot stuff with VIP passes. One good thing that this rainjacket brought to us…Well until Double J told them it wasn’t a VIP pass. They left right after that.

We were frisked from head to toe by security and I will tell you, not the toughest guy in the world will frisk your junk. So yeah, that’s where I had my weed. No problems, on we went.