So last night we went to see Guster at Higher Ground . It was a great show, and a great set. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, and got to hear some new stuff which will be on the new album, and a lot of old favorites. The only song I really missed was Happy Frappy, but they played Come Downstairs and Say Hello which they didn’t play at their last set I saw, and it rocked. It rocked so hard that Rob even bought a Guster llama tee.

So onto the old part.
I swear that the average age in that building was 17. They let the “over” crowd go in first. We were at the end of the line, and got into the show in 5 minutes. I saw so many hootched out girls under 5 feet tall that the old jailbaiters must have gone nuts. I realized that most of the folks in the audience were either in diapers or training pants when Parachute first came out, and that they were still in elementary school when Lost & Gone Forever debuted.

I saw about 15 kids wearing Guster t-shirts. All I could think of was PCU.

“What is this? You’re going to wear the shirt of the band you’re going to see? Don’t be that guy.”
Then I realized PCU came out in 1994. And I realized that these kids were in training pants when that movie came out.

During Great Escape they broke out into Violent Femmes Kiss off, (”I take 1, 1, 1 ’cause you left me….”) . Its freaking awesome, because they transitioned in really well, and then went right back into Great Escape. Realize that Kiss off came out in 1982. I was 3. These kids’ parents hadn’t even met yet. I learned about the Femmes when Nirvana made grunge mainstream, and my Mom couldn’t force me to not listen to it, because it was on the “approved” radio station. I don’t know what current rock bands would cause these kids to go out & buy a Femmes CD…Nickleback? Yeah.

I won’t even go into the braces in the bathroom, the Teen!Girl!Squad! that cut in front of us, the annoyed parents trying not to dance along, stationed around the perimeter, the severe lack of crowd etiquette, or the severe lack of cameraphone etiquette by these pubescent children. Gah! Now I know how my parents felt when I started listening to the Beatles. Damn!

Edited: And the annoying teenage drunk kid who scraped our fender.

We held our First Annual Preuss Turkey Fry this weekend. All in all, an excellent time.

Some statistics…
- 16 friends, travelling from points like DC, ME, CT, and NYS.
- Games of Pumpkin Throwing, Beirut & Drunken Jenga.
- 22 lbs of fried turkey, potluck side dishes & desserts, including the beginning of “gay cake”.
- Beverages consumed included:
- - - 60 bottles of beer/malt beverages
- - - 1 bottle wine
- - - 1/2 Liter Whiskey
- - - 1 1/4 Liter vodka
- - - 1/2 Liter of rum
- - - Various random shots of schapps & menthols (ICE101, McGillicudy’s) approx 15.
- - - Total consumption = 130 drinks/shots = 8 drinks/shots per person

This quote sums up the weekend….
“We’re gonna have a crazy party. With Sex, Alcohol, and debauchery.”
“”Jesus!”"
“No; he’s not invited; sorry.”

So Bryan & I were a-chattin’ tonight.
And I need some good help with my ol’ hockey tunes.

Most of all, I need to get relearned in my LLENROC lyrics — feel free to add to them…

Verse 1:
High Above Cayuga’s Waters/There’s an awful smell/
Some say its Cayuga’s Waters; I say it’s Cornell

Verse 1 (alt):
High Above Cayuga’s Waters/There’s an awful smell/
From an old abandoned outhouse/that we call Cornell

Chorus:
Flush the toilets,
Flush the toilets,
Flush them all to hell!
Twenty-thousand SOBs
Call themselves Cornell.

Verse 2:
Oh, the odor. Oh, the odor. Oh, that awful smell
Before I’d go to cornell; I’d rather go to hell.

Verse 3:
High above cayuga’s waters /Some poor bastard fell /
Finals make me think of Gorges / jump for joy cornell

Verse 4:
Far above Cayuga’s waters/ Stand the gates of hell.
There five thousand sons of Belial/ Call themselves Cornell.

I have to tell you, Billie Jean still rocks after all these years.
It almost got me a speeding ticket today.

Anyone else have other suggestions for good commuting tunes? Leave them in the comments below.