Let me talk to you about important things. It's very important to fly home to Atlanta for three days so you can attend a very important concert with very important people and you can take care of the important business of drinking Coors Lights, dancing, screaming at the top of your lungs and taking an ungodly amount of selfies. This is the story of my trip to see Boyz II Men and New Kids on the Block (oh and 98 Degrees but who cares, really?) a.k.a. The Package Tour. Did I mention I designed t-shirts for the occasion? I used this company and they are awesome and the shirts turned out amazingly. I also learned a valuable lesson: more occasions should include wearing matching t-shirts. It's so festive and fun and I'm going to start applying this to my own personal life very soon. Matching t-shirts for everyone!
As I informed people of these somewhat peculiar plans of mine (aka that I was flying to Atlanta to go to The Package Tour with matching t-shirts in tow) I was met with a variety of reactions. Some people immediately got it and cheered me on. Saying how awesome it was and how they were even a tiny bit jealous. These folks were definitely the minority though. I was mostly met with confused furrowing of brows, blank stares and even a couple of flat out "huh?"s. So I tried my best to explain to them why a person would want to go to such an event. Sometimes you need to get really excited (like, matching t-shirts excited) about a band or two from your younger days. Sometimes you need to drink a tad too much and dance and revel in the cheesy ridiculousness. Sometimes you need to scream sing all of the words to "Please Don't Go Girl" and "End of the Road." Sometimes you need to act like an idiot, if for no other reason than it's just a hell of a lot of fun.
And I'd do it again in a heart beat. The concert was so much fun. I was shocked (and frankly a little offended) that Boyz II Men opened the show (really? before 98 Degrees? really?) But they sounded great and played all the hits. Nicky Lachey is actually still pretty hot. And New Kids killed it. Seriously.