Quote Originally Posted by maryjanemama
Woodstock 1994.... so many things, the glowing gnome that sang to me, me seeing a huge eyeball looking back at me through a car window, my friend Jess having a conversation with me cuz he thought I was sitting on his lap but I was really sitting next to him laughing at him. Just looking at my friends and laughing for no reason covered in mud, my friend's bf falling into and breaking someone's tent, my friend walking around in just her underwear, and a whole shit load of other things that I am forgetting....oh, yeah, and Jess (who is a guy) walking around in my long, hippie skirt, ppl just sharing everything, their drugs, their food, their beer,etc. Good times, good times. Losing my friend's younger sister...I'd better stop or this will go on forever.

Second best, don't laugh, I'm older than all of you teenagers, remember there was a time when hair bands were cool...after a concert, my friend and I (totally wasted) flirted our through all sorts of security to get backstage. We made it all the way to the tour buses and the guitar player from Motley Crue (I forget his name) asking us if we wanted to join him on the tour bus to "Play cards...or have sex." Bret Michaels all over me, calling me baby..oh yeah! Just call me Pamela Anderson...on second thought, please don't. lol
omg maryjanemama they sound like some seriously amazin times lol i hope its like that when i go to glastonbury next year! its not as big as woodstock bu tis the same kinda thing, the same kinda vibe, cheers for the post xx