Summary 'stone? Good mosh pitting? You run into former KSU super star Cartier Martin also refered to sometimes as 'yae?
Just getting in now, my head is a bit foggy.
Summary: Attended a super elite party at a studio at 18th and Grand. The kind of place where I think lots of people will be partying in the new Obama era. Bud Light and Jim Beam. ACDC smells like a scottish bog, but in a good way. Sprint center security is ridiculously lax. Let lots of non-elite concert attendees into the founder's club. I think the Mongolian Floor Lord was in there eating a large order of burnt ends (inside joke).
Sat in the UPS suite (looked for Bryce, he wasn't there.) Drank a lot more Miller light, danced with some dude's wife, she had fake cans and let me touch. He really didn't seem to care. Got weird vibe. The stage show was good. Fire, cannons, Angus is going quite bald. The crowd was pretty damn good but there were not a lot of good looking slutes outside of the suites. They were selling these blinking, light up devil horns and lots of clowns were wearing them around. Ended up in P&L and I don't remember a single, solitary moment from that.
Summary: Smell was not bad, they sell fountain drinks at Sprint. T. Brew is a ridiculously fat human.
