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Saturday, June 30, Day 3

I don’t believe it! Got held up by the damn Miller Park traffic again. I looks like it happens every year. When I think I’m early, the game just starts earlier. OK, no problem. Got to the ‘Fest anyway.

Had a heavy downpour in the afternoon, before I left. Some thunder too, I think. But it cleared up quickly, at least it looked like it did. While I walked my dogs, it started again. Just enough that I got soaked! Shit! Well, the dogs love a little rain when it’s warm. Anyway, the weather looked like it would be nice for the rest of the day.

Off to the ‘Fest. Besides the stadium congestion, there were no other hurdles getting there. Got a good parking spot, walked to the North Gate, got a Point, same routine as usual. Had exchanged several emails with the Webmeister earlier to find a time and place to meet later. Of course, we never met at the time or the place, but somewhere in between. So we went for something to eat right away. It must have been a serious hunger, because we stopped at the first place in the Ethnic Village, Aladdin. Had a Combo, Chicken Kabob and Egyptian Rice. Not bad at all!

We knew that RCA was down there someplace with some out of town folks, so off we went to find these people. They were supposed to be at the Miller stage and it did not take long to find then. Nice guys (and gals). Real party animals. So we ended up staying there rocking out to first The Boogie Men and later on to The Average White Band. Funky, man! Mastering the art of dancing on aluminum benches.



Many, many trips to the beer stand for MGD, what is it with this 4 beer maximum? What’s the reasoning behind that, I ask you? Maybe they figure that with all that beer drinking, you need exercise, is that it?

 



Also, you need to go to the bathroom. One time I went, everything looked all right going in, but when I was about to leave, it was pouring down. Well, the clouds in the sky looked a bit dark, but up to that point they had been able to hold water. I guess they too get to a point where they can’t hold it any longer, if you know what I mean. So, I ended up sitting out the rain in the men’s bathroom (I was actually standing), where several not so shy females went to seek shelter, as well. That, of course, fostered some racy comments from some jerks in there. I will not repeat any of them here! Well maybe one of the more mild ones, like “show us your hooters, girls”!   The rain only lasted 10, maybe 15 minutes, I think. Lucky for me, I brought a beer with me, that I could nurse during the storm. I was very unpopular when I returned to a group of wet people, being just about completely dry! A few beer runs cured that.

After the A W Band, we all ventured over to the Big Backyard where the hardest working man in show business, The Man himself, James Brown, was going to be on at 10.

That place was packed, I mean PACKED. And we were like 10 people trying to squeeze our asses into that area. Sounds impossible, but we found  a bench board to hang onto. The picnic tables looked like those busses in India with people hanging from everywhere! There were like 15 to 20 individuals on most of them. And we thought no one could break those tables, but later on we actually saw one with a bench broken.



There was no point in taking pictures of the stage from where we were, so I did what I have done a few times before, pushed my way through the masses and got all the way to the front, on the left side of the stage. Actually, I turned around and went back right after I had taken the pictures! Am I a dumb-ass or what?



Well, after we had gotten as much soul as we could handle, we decided to go check out some other stages. It wasn’t that late, but all the stages we went to, the shows were winding down, so we only caught the last half of the last song everywhere! That was both for Buckweat Zydeco at the Sprecher stage and Days of the New at the Rock stage. So, what do you do in a situation like that? You go get yourself a Chicago Style Hot Dog, and make that a Jumbo, please!

 That’s all for today, folks. See ya tomorrow.