So I went to this blazers game the other night. Not because I wanted to, but because my mom quilted me into it. ..

To completely understand my feelings on the experience, you must know that I hate both basketball and annoying men that sing about lemonade and cartoons getting saved.

And also you must know that I had severe ketones that night, so I had to pee a lot. And incredibly dehydrated. And I felt sick. You know, instead of going through all the symptoms, just think of it as being pregnant without a child growing in your uterus.

So I sat at this game for two hours, the first hour being upset because everyone that could be called a friend in my youth group was sitting on the other end of the seating place thing, with my father, who would not switch me seats because I wasn't on the end. Even though not only was I sitting by his wife, but I needed the end more than he did because I was 'pregnant'

Half time he finally saw me have to leave enough that he switched me.

Finally! I was next to people I could tolerate!

It was loud! I was close enough that I could smell the sweat!

Not the sweat of the game mind you, the sweat of the loud obese man sitting behind me. He was also drinking a beer, which got sloshed down my neck numerous times. I do believe that I got more beer than he did.

Anyways, the game ended, and we all migrated to the floor to watch Chris Rice sing. It was to my assumption that because I didn't recognize the name at first that I had never heard of him.

About halfway through, my mom started recognizing the songs, but couldn't quite figure out exactly who he was. But she decided that she had to use the restroom, and I had been taking pictures of the back of some guys head for the last ten minutes, so I decided to go with her.

On the way up I took three pictures of a piece of broccoli that somehow managed to end up on the stairs, tripped twice, and stepped in an unidentified puddle of something sticky.

Then she decided to be a girl and took forever in the bathroom, so I took more pictures. Allot of which where of toilets and drains. Because we where in a bathroom, what more is there to photograph without people thinking you weird?

As soon as we re entered the concert and took our seats, we once again had to leave. Quickly. Because we soon realized who this man was when someone decided to shout 'play the cartoon song!'

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