Technologic

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Crash it, change it, melt - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, twitch - update it,
Name it, read it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, stop - format it.
Technologic.

You know i wasnt sure what I was in for as we came upon a Coney Island that was full of grey sky and storms descending on us, I also was nervous trying to figure out what to expect from a Daft Punk Concert being that my only formal knowledge of them were their two songs that had a little bit of radio air time (coupled with the fact that I would not say my general taste in music would lean toward the techno/clubby type, but hey I have an open mind). We grabbed a dinner of fried everything (mmm! cheese fries and motz sticks, those are in the 4 basic food groups somewhere I swear) on the board walk, and met up with the group. I was introduced to two friends of Corey’s that are from Rochester and through a couple “do you know’s” we figured out that we had a few friends in common. We walked over to Key Span Park while the sky continued to threaten to open up and hit us with a downpour, even feeling a few drips and drops as we walked. We missed the Rapture since our fine dining had taken longer than originally planned, butas we got in to the show I do have to admit that I probably had the best time at the concert that I have had in a long time. We bounced around and danced for I am sure 2 hours straight, I think I have pulled every muscle in my body. I definitely think it was a time and place sort of thing(as in, I don’t see myself becoming a uberfan anytime soon, but it was a hell of a lot of fun to dance to). I think the only down point to the evening was the 45 minute train ride home (thank god the F showed up after only 15 minutes of waiting, esp. since it was late night and I was ALL the way out on Coney Island) every train car was packed with people, and mine was packed with 17-19 year old kids drunk off of the whiskey the had stolen out of mom and dads liquor cabinet. One kid goes “hey! this train has, like a radio on, like on the train..dude” and proceeded to bellow “around the world” over and over again. Thanks buddy. I am sure they caught my annoyed please bring you volume from a 95 to maybe like 4 decidable level because one kid told me I should have more fun then asked if it was because it was hot on the train and then leaned in forward to blow in my face cause he was a “human fan”. I was beyond relived when thee decided to do a recon mission (their words not mine) to find a train car with better AC. Seriously I sound like a bitter old lady with too many cats, suppose it just my old age getting up there. The nigth all in all was one of the best nights.