Attack of the suburbians.

I never told you what happened at A Prairie Home Companion, did I?

Well, let me tell you.

First off, I went to A Prairie Home Companion two weeks ago. The show was great. Tickets are only $10 for students on rehearsal night. And "rehearsal night" is a full-blown show, just the same as the real night except maybe even better.

The bad news is that the crowd is JAM PACKED with adults from the suburbs who are coming into town to "let loose." So that means they act like complete pre-schoolers! Honestly, it's like they've never been in public before. The chick behind us spilled her entire drink the moment the show started, she laughed louder and harder at every joke (and many lines that weren't even jokes) than anyone I've ever heard, man or beast, and she stomped her tree trunk legs up and down repeatedly EVERY time lively music played, pounding the floor so loud that it rocked our chairs!

And then if that wasn't bad enough, don't even get me started on the woman that sat in front of us. She was so hyper that it was like she was on middle-age suburb woman crazy drugs! She was short, so she couldn't really see over the banister (we were in the balcony). Her solution was to sit on the very front edge of her chair and bend her body over the railing with her arms dangling over the side for the majority of the show. So, her shoulders and hair-sprayed hair-to-the-heavens were blocking most of the stage for everyone behind her.

Consider this photo for a visual of how she was leaning.


And then when she would finally pull back she would sit on her knees and bounce around and a couple of times she even raised her feet up in the air, like near her head! She was playing with her boot, I guess?

Seriously! What is wrong with these people? They can't sit still and they apparently think a radio show is an appropriate time to let themselves act like complete blockheads and they don't understand the concept that other people might want to listen to what's going on on stage! Frick!