TMI....

As an individual that was born at the very end

 (I mean extremely close to the very end!!!)

 of the "baby boom"

I have experienced, like many others,

a HUGE learning curve

where technology is concerned!!!

In undergraduate, 

I took a computer science course with a brilliant professor, 

the offspring of a Nobel prize winning father and astrophysicist mother

who stuttered (I only note this speech defect 

because I became a Speech-Language Pathologist

and studied stuttering extensively and and with my current knowledge,

I wish I could have yelled out something else in my head

rather than "get it out already!" when he blocked and repeated sounds/words)

but I digress!!!

I mention the computer science course

because back then

we had the tedious task of punching stacks of computer cards 

and  then stuck them in a card reader at a huge facility on campus

where you might have to wait in line for an hour at 2 AM

and

 an error on just one, yes one! card made your whole assignment null and void!!

These days, you just google your problem and can find a myriad of solutions!!!

And

if you don't know a chat acronym or text shorthand

you can check out one of many  online sources.

So...

TMI means too much information!!!

okay, that said....

I am a fan of alternative music 

and so when Sugarbaby announced that she wanted to go see 

a group that I enjoy listening to,

I agreed and quickly purchased tickets for the show 2 or 3 months in advance.

Now, I must admit that I am not the hippest person...

I mean I grew up with a stereo console full of Herb Alpert's Tijuana Brass

and show tune albums

.....seriously!!!

LOL!

groovy, huh?

but my own record collection 

included Elton John, Rolling Stone, Carly Simon, and the Beatles

and

I have seen a few concerts in my days.

Now,

the concerts I have attended all included a seat in a chair

or a spot on a nicely groomed lawn

IFYKIM

but these days, 

a ticket into a concert may only include a spot large enough 

for your TWO FEET!!!

and that spot seems to move backwards, forwards,

and sideways throughout the evening

depending on the individuals around you

who are either dancing, swaying,  and/or making out (WTH?)

and jumping up and down with hands pumping high into the 

increasingly warm air above.

If you are lucky,

you might get doused with water (from a water bottle, thank goodness!!!)

hurled at you from a musician or a bouncer!

So last night....

I just allowed myself to be pushed here and there,

wiped myself off from the sweat that slowly crept up on me

and the water that propelled its way to me,

watched all the kids enjoy the concert,

felt the pulsing of the noise in my ears,

occasionally, tapped a falling balloon back into the air,

took the occasional photo of the cool lights OFC,

and laughed ROFLOL!!!

And now that I know, 

(NTS), 

what goes on at those "standing room only" concerts

TMI!!!!

I'll just continue to listen to my favorite tunes on my playlists

where I can stand or sit or even recline

in a space that is all my own.

TTYL