From Bleeding Ears...

I went to a massive conference this weekend. There were roughly 16,000 people present, and I swear, every single one of them was screaming at the top of their lungs (minus me...I was trying desperately to keep my sanity and my hearing). I think for the entire 3 day conference, I had about 3 seconds of silence. We all came out of there with bruised ear drums and a bit of vertigo, and I came to realize that I am aging, and maybe not as a gracefully as I would like.
Other than the constant high-volumed level of noise, it turned out to be a very good weekend. We caught some great bands, ate lots of junk food, and I saw lots of people I haven't seen in a very long time. I believe I was also hit on by some very young boys. That didn't make my weekend, but it did make me laugh. I was beginning to wonder if I should, in fact, introduce myself by my age rather than my name.
One of the highlights for me was watching people. I sat there and indulged in this past time, as there were 16,000 people for me to watch. I saw some of the most interesting interactions, flamboyant outfits, and attention seeking people that I have in a long time. I also saw a lot of people who have lost their ability to think for themselves. I was intrigued. The "rock and roll" band, dubbed Audio Adrenaline, came out with one of the lamest openings, and their lead singer wasn't wearing leather, as maybe he should have been, but rather he was wearing loose, white, linen pants. Linen!! I couldn't believe it! He became, at that moment, so much less rock and roll.
Anyway...a few pictures to say what I can't.