Wishing I was 21....

Well we went to see Corey Smith at Bogarts in Cincy and all in all had a wonderful time. Corey always puts on a good show and it was cool J got to see him for the first time. Now for my rant, we saw him at Bogarts and that is an "all ages" venue. Well, back in my day.....long, long ago, all ages meant that you had to be 18 to get in and 21 to drink. NOT the case any longer. At Bogarts anyone could get in....any age!!!

We were standing in line slowly realizing that most of these kids were not 18! We had about 20 high schoolers behind us and as the line started to grow longer, it became very apparent we were a minority....we were OLD!!! As we got to the door, a younger girl and her boyfriend asked if they could kind of go in with us because they had fake id's and thought if they entered with someone older they had a better chance of sliding them through.....Dear God, would they think I was this child's parent? Surely not...no, just her older sister, right??? Anyway the fake ID worked and the little girl thanked me and my Mom and told us she would buy us shots later...shots?? Ok, chick whatever! Now as the night progressed she kept passing us, but never did buy us those shots (not that we wanted them, but its just the principle.)

The show itself was pretty good. We stayed off to the side to not get trampled on by the children. It was entertaining to listen to them sing along to songs about drinking, partying, aging and trying to get your life together......they did sing with a lot of heart about life experiences they have yet to endure! You do have to give them credit for that! I came to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe I am getting old. The teenagers got on my nerves and I felt the need to reprimand a few of them and well.... I did! I'm sure I was called a few choice words, but they needed to learn concert and bar room etiquette. I mean, if you are going into establishments with adults then you need to know how to "pretend" like you maybe have a small amount of intelligence and social skills. Now, in a few weeks at Buffett I will not feel OLD or out of place because no rules apply at Jimmy. That is the one day of the year when everyone gets to act like a kid and just have fun...maybe I'm not old, maybe I'm just wiser.

As Corey says:
now i'm only 26, feelin' more like 43
my hairline's disappearing and i never get id'd
my clothes are out of fashion, no i'm not cool anymore
in the bed by 10 o'clock each night and up at half past 4
still i go down to that college town when the Bulldogs play at home
i drink keg beer from a trash can 'til the whole damn thing is gone
then i look at all those college girls, so innocent and young
and i just check 'em out and say
"damn! i wish i was 21"