Air Supply

I am an Air Supply groupie.

While I don't actually care one way or the other about their music, I LOVE going to their shows. Why? Because it's a frickin' scene, every time.

In case you have no idea who I'm talking about, I'll bet a bajillion dollars you've heard this song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWdZEumNRmI

Ok, anyway, so these guys are like, 60-70ish at this point and they generally play at casinos and things like that. My aunt is obsessed with them and has been forever, so all her kids know and love the band too. Then, because of their fandom, my family gets sucked in...and it just keeps getting bigger.

Alright, so last time we all went to their concert, I made it my (drunken) mission to touch every member of the band, be it by holding hands,

grabbing at their pant leg, whatever. I thought it would be a fun game.

Out of 6 band members, I managed 3. I mean, 50% on your first try? Allow me to throw bouquets at myself, because that's awesome and clearly a sign that I needed the rest of them.

Last night me, my parents, my aunt and uncle, my cousin Kate and her fiance, my cousin Carrie and her husband, my cousin Dan and his girlfriend, and family friend Allison all went to the show. They're all pretty big boozebags and showed up completely wasted.

In fact, Al, the blonde girl here, was rolling all over the seats in the fetal position and only lifted her head when she rolled onto my purse and wanted to take pictures with my hairbrush.

Yes, it looks like they might be telling secrets. Really, if you look closely, does it look like anyone's talking? Nope. They're just hammered and wanted to 'head hug', which they did for a while.

(I also REALLY enjoy those two women in the background- they seem fun.)

In the meantime, my mum and I think it's hilarious to rush the stage. I guess I get the adventurous, let's-see-where-this-takes-me attitude from her.

Anyway, she's a tall lady at 5'10", so she could see a lot more of the crowd. If she spotted an opening she would basically throw me into it and we'd carve out some room with our elbows. She knows about my touching-the-band game and 100% supports it.

My tactic is to do my "Christmas morning" face whenever they look my way; like, this is the greatest thing I've ever been a part of and I'm just so excited to be here type face.

And guess what?

IT WORKS.

Only two more band members to go and I win!