but a deft, swift pulling of your elbows together, coincidentally knocking their skulls together hard enough they saw stars could have.captainalex wrote:I don't think putting my arms around dumb and dumber were going to make my situation any better. However I'm glad your solution worked for you. It does make everything easier when the other party is receptive to dancing and singing diplomacy.
My first experience was the lawn at Alpine, and while I was with friends, at half-time a buddy of mine and I decided to claim our seats in the pavillion. The two girls sitting next to us looked at us funny, especially when I told her, "I think this Buffett guy is a fad. 20 years from now, more folks will be listening to Britney Spears"... (yes, there was a grin and a twinkle in the eye when I said it.) Tried it a couple other times, at Alpine and Cinci but just could not deal with the high number of drunken idiots insisting on the fastest path being over the top of me and getting belligerent about being wrong. That is not to say my last time on the lawn was bad however.
Houston show at the Woodlands in 2008, big yellow moon rising over the venue, temperature was perfect and no humidity, perfect setlist and great friends sharing the lawn area. Perhaps it worked because it was a Monday night, perhaps because the show wasn't as crowded as Alpine or the other big venues, I don't know. That night on the lawn was pretty magical.

