Random Thoughts, Sights, and Sounds - A Potpourri of Knowledge

Though technically we are still on vacation, we couldn't let a Friday pass without having a "Random Thoughts, Sights and Sounds" post.

Today's Randomness will focus on all of the things that we've learned on vacation (so far), and there has been a lot. So here's to dropping the knowledge.

Bon Jovi – The band of a middle-aged women generation.

It was good to see the middle aged ladies/wives/moms out in full force at the Bon Jovi concert in Boston on Thursday night. Their outfit of choice, tight blue jeans with even tighter black tops of varying cuts – t-shirts/halter tops/short shirts with a little middle showing. For them, it’s all good.

I also learned at Bon Jovi that those middle aged women (and men) can scream their heads off. It was one of the loudest shows (in terms of crowd noise) that I’ve ever been to. The loudest applause came during the song “I Love This Town” when they showed a montage of images of Boston Champions – the Patriots, Red Sox and Celtics.

To roundout the Bon Jovi knowledge that a look at Sports Illustrated's article regarding an examination of baseball’s first half through the songs of Bon Jovi.

I learned that the main objective for wives is to create work for their husbands. No explanation necessary for all the married men in the audience.

These next two items are more of a confirmation of something that I already thought to be true rather than something I learned:

Natalie Maines of the Dixie Chicks is hot. Here are reasons 1 and 2 why I think so from the Dixie Chicks performance on VH1 Storytellers .

Based on the facial expressions of Richie Sambora he always looks like he has to take a crap.

I learned that Motley Crue’s new song Saints of Los Angeles sounds like old Motley Crue, and that’s a good thing.

I learned that Nashua, New Hampshire is the white trash capital of the East Coast. I witnessed this first hand during the Nashua Fireworks display on July 3. If the Gloucester teenage pregnancy pact had happened in Nashua instead of Gloucester, I wouldn’t have been surprised in the least.

I learned that fat people, who supposedly are jolly, aren’t so jolly when it comes to screwing them out of their food. I saw a rather large woman complain that her rather large 8-year-old daughter didn’t get enough to eat for breakfast based on the portions of the children’s menu. The girl got 1 pancake, which doesn’t sound like a lot until you realize that it was the entire size of a large dinner plate and it wasn’t enough food for her obese daughter and that it wasn’t worth the money she paid ($1.65).

I learned that people are generally obnoxious and rude to wait staff at restaurants. These low-life scum feel empowered to belittle the wait staff because they feel, for once in their life, that they are better than someone else. So they continuously complain about not getting their drinks fast enough, or not having their order taken quickly enough, or that what they got wasn’t exactly what they ordered. You’re on vacation in a popular vacation area, where it’s going to be busy and things will take a little longer. CHILL THE FUCK OUT!!!.

I learned that if I worked as a member of the wait staff in one of these establishments I would kill all said customers above. At the very least, I would spit in their food or I could do this: