EDIT: I was at this show which occurred right around my 22nd birthday. I changed the title because this lyric seemed more appropriate to me, personally.
EDIT #2: YOU WOULD THINK THAT IF I WAS GOING TO CHANGE THE TITLE I WOULD AT LEAST GET THE LYRIC RIGHT.
Fluff and Bunkum 
Where was this show… I might have been there.
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Giants Stadium, Rutherford, NJ
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oh… never mind
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Best show I ever saw was in Buckeye Lake, Ohio. I never got to see a left coast show.
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End of the decade new year’s eve… Oakland coliseum. .. holey moley
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You win again.
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I have so many… I used to have a secret, invite only blog with pictures and stories from back in the day… but I panicked and deleted it
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damn. I would have liked to see that.
I have a serious question: When the day comes, as it inevitably must for us all, for the kids to go through your stuff and decide what goes to Goodwill and all that, do you think they’d be happy to find a secret blog and discover a side of their Dad that they never knew existed, even if it is a little “wild”?
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When they are old enough to have a beer with me, they can hear the stories… my older daughter has heard some of them… I am not ashamed of what made me who I am.
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I can’t even tell you about all the stories because my kids might read this someday.
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I’ve resolved to tell the older kid *some* of the stories in hopes that he might learn from my stupidity. He’s already way smarter than me, so I have hope for him.
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I am starting to tell my older daughter, but she doesn’t want to hear and would never make those mistakes.
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That’s my son to a T.
My kids are so faragin awesome. Being a mom is the only thing I ever did absolutely right.
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I know the feeling
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I did do a post about something that happened after this show… but I forget what it was called
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I’ll remind you in the future.
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cool
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