Tool

I got an email from Holly the other day that the new Tool song was playing on our local hard rock station. Tool, our favorite band of all time, has a new album coming out in a couple of weeks. By the time I found a plug under my desk (by unplugging my 10 key calculator - hope I don't need that anytime soon), for my "boom box", the song was already over. Not to worry, they play it at the top of every hour. So in waiting to hear it again, I find out that Tool is coming here in a few weeks and they are giving away tickets to the 10th caller when they play 2 Tool songs in a row. Ok, so I make a plan to listen excessively, add KBPI to my speed dial and win tickets. They are coming to the 3,000 seat Buell Theater, which usually only has the ballet, opera, or theater productions. Well the djs on this station are almost unbearable with bad dj names like hairy nut sac and such. (That's Holly's misinterpretation.) But really they are painful to listen to. It's come to the point where I have the radio turned down so I can't hear their drivel, but my ear is so tuned in that I can hear a Tool song within the first 5 notes. Oh the sacrifices of the Tool fan.

Holly and I saw them twice during their last tour, once at the Pepsi Center and once up in Boulder. So true story, we were at the Pepsi Center and had pretty good seats on the side of the stage. The place was packed with 17,000 fans. Tool had just entered the stage, the band was playing their first notes when we were trying to get to our seats. Lo and behold some young frat boys were in our spots. Everyone is standing, screaming for the band and I tap the boys on the shoulder. "Excuse me, um, you are in our seats." They looked at me as if I were homeless and had just asked them for a dollar. So again, I tap, "excuse me"....They continue to ignore me. I look back at Holly with my "help me" look and she comes charging into the row, screaming, grabs the boys my the back of the neck, pushing them out, yelling "YOU, OUT, OUT of our seats. You will not come between me and Tool." She all but kicked them in the butt, as they tripped out into the aisle. Me, smiling, but wishing I had the backbone to perform such a feat. *wuss*