Saturday, February 14, 2009

Siouxsie Concert

My bedroom at 4703. Looks like I moved 'back in'. Kept turning on lamps; many bulbs burnt out. One blue light. Enter Greta. I give her a hug and apologize. She is very hairy. Fast forward a few hours. I left Greta in my room. I wind up calling Jason Hill. He is working but will be at my place soon. Him and I are going to a Siouxsie concert.

Cut to the concert hall. We have to get tickets and be on time. Jason and I go through the offices at the concert hall. He knows which doors to go through. We pass an office where Siouxsie is getting ready. A man tries to shoo us off. Jason and I use several elevators that are hidden in the walls, but Jason knows how to summon them. Last shot is us getting in line for the concert. Lots of people dressed in black and white.