Everyone I met was very cool. Within 5 minutes of meeting, we were already comfortable calling each other "Asshole" and telling each other to "fuck-off",  if necessary that is...LOL.  Crash is a trip, a very energetic, talkative young man. He was a lot of fun to party with. The rest of the crowd seemed cool too, it was nice having other DT fans around. Everyone was having a good time and being polite. 

I ran to the bar to initiate my plan: "For all of DaveH's hard work, he was NOT going to pay for the beverage of his choice as long as I was around." I returned with a shot of the "Jag" for DaveH.  After he scolded me for not drinking a shot with him, he quickly gulped the shot down and chased it with a brew. Yes, he CAN party.

After hanging-out and drinking beer for awhile, I headed back to the bar to treat DaveH to a beer and another shot of the "Jag". This is were I damn near ruined the whole event while simultaneously earning the "Asshole of the Year" award. I presented DaveH with the goodies whereupon he once again scolded me for not getting a shot for myself. Since I didn't get myself a shot of Jag, he grabbed the nearest used urine specimen cup and split the shot I gave him. He was working hard trying to talk me into drinking it, but he didn't realize I don't need to be convinced. (I will drink anything alcoholic!) So I picked up the specimen cup and downed it while he was in mid-sentence. On the down-swing of my inhalation, my fucking arm hit his cup of Jag and spewed the shit all over the place...arrrrgggg. Unfortunately, sweet Melissa was sitting below us and she subsequently received a shower of Jag in the process. BadThad caused a terrible accident which earned him DT Tour 2000 "Asshole of the Year" award. Unfortunately, this event almost  put a dark cloud over the mood and spirit of the show :-(. I felt like crawling into a hell hole, that's first time in my life I've EVER spilled alcohol on someone at a bar. I told Melissa I was sorry about 100 times because I felt REALLY, REALLY  bad. She is a very nice and beautiful lady, not the kind of person who deserves getting spayed with nasty Jag. Especially since she was meeting the band after the show! Oh....I AM AN ASSHOLE!!

Shortly after I was done spaying everyone with Jag, DT came out. Almost instantly, the mood changed back to "Yea, this is why we are here, lets JAM". Here is the view I had, yes, that is the back of DaveH's head I had to deal with...LOL.

The night ended on a positive note. Melissa forgave me (thank you, but I still feel like an Ass), DaveH shook my hand and said it was fun, Dream Girl ran backstage to meet the band and Crash rode off into the sunset. It was the best DT performance I've seen yet.