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August 29, 2004
A Little Too Ironic
God hates me.
This afternoon I was IMing Kristin when she happened to mention that she heard that St. Olaf booked Ben Folds for their annual fall concert. I thought she was just teasing me, and I told her that it was not at all funny. She was serious. I thought she must be mistaken, and checked Olaf's website. Nothing about the fall concert. I checked Ben Folds's website.
10/2 - northfield, mn st. olaf college, skogland auditorium
I screamed. And cried.
You see, I didn't really discover Ben Folds until this summer. Pat had been telling me for years that he rocked, but everyone knows that I don't pay that much attention to Pat. Well, thank goodness for Heather, because she told me that Ben Folds rocked, and I believed her, of course. Then Pat and
My plan was to suggest to my parents that Ben Folds Live, the CD, would be a good birthday present. Waiting a month would be a good test of my patience. Besides, I could always borrow Heather or Pat's CD if I grew desperate.
On Friday at 5:00pm, I broke down. I drove to Best Buy and bought the CD. I failed the patience test, but I couldn't locate a CD to borrow, and I needed to hear it then and there. I needed him to sing me my current favorite song, #16 (or #12 on Rockin the Suburbs) The Luckiest. (If you haven't heard it before, you need to listen to it ASAP.)
So, God must love me, right?
I called Heather immediately and told her to mark the date on her calender, because I could get tickets for a bunch of Ames people. She reminded me that the Rock retreat is also scheduled for that particular weekend. I had pledged to do my best to make it back for that.
I called Pat. He was sympathetic for at least a few seconds, but then the real question came up:
"Can you get us (The Lone Strangers) to open for it?"
"Uh... I can get you tickets to get in..."
"Oh. Well, if you can get us to open, we'll come."
I called Kristin. She was more sympathetic. She was rediculously rational and reminded me that although Ben Folds does indeed rock, it was only a concert, and that the Rock retreat would be God and most of the wonderful people reading this, and that is what would really last. I could just pay 10x as much and go see him and a different venue. I could only whimper.
Posted by Megan at August 29, 2004 07:49 PM
Comments
Some more reasons to go to the Rock retreat rather than the concert:
-You get to leave campus. You know that by October we're all going to be batty.
-Instead of fighting 500 drunk people in a stuffy gym, you get to spend time with close friends and, as you mentioned, God.
-The chances that you will be rammed into random people at the concert are excellent. The chances that you will touch someone's heart and/or soul at the retreat are equally good. Bad B.O. vs. warm fuzzies... Doesn't really seem like too hard of a decision...
Posted by: Kristin at August 29, 2004 11:35 PM
Hmmm... I think the MN girl might have a point here.
Hey, and by the way I missed Chris Caegle, who I'm sure you could/would care less about for a leaders' meeting. Hmmm. But, you know what? I got to eat, talk, laugh with some good friends, and pray for our fall kick-off. It was a good thing, and even though my rotten sister went and got to sit in the third row, I'm not bitter at all.
And, let's be honest with ourselves, people are already counting down the time until the better blair is back in town. (sorry, Pat. She's a girl, and so am I.)
Posted by: Angie at August 30, 2004 12:13 AM
However, if you can get the Lone Strangers to open for him, I'm there. :)
Posted by: matt at August 30, 2004 09:19 AM