After the show we nearly didn't stay - everyone was cranky with adrenaline, and tired, and Mikey had an hour and a half drive ahead of her. Meghan puppy-dog-eyed Mikey into letting her stay a bit, though, so she and Elizabeth were allowed a half hour to wait while Mikey and Shay went back to the car.
Thirty-five minutes later, Shay went out in search of them, but then she got lost (due mostly to utter fail) and arrived at the buses at about the same time as a grumpy Mikey. The security had said Jeph was going to come out in a few minutes, so we stuck around. (Also, his mum was at the show due to living in Colorado Springs (where Mikey lives! where he was apparently BORN!), and she waved at everyone while she drove off. With her headlights off. Down a one way street, the wrong way. When told this, Jepha shook his head and said "My poor mom." She had a Used sticker on her car, like a mom with a MY KID'S ON THE HONOUR ROLL sticker. Bless.)
Jepha Howard? Is a motherfucking gentleman, people. He spent ages with every person and was really genuinely friendly (and had a little cocked out foot that Meghan kept giggling over and calling his FAGGY LITTLE FOOT! HIS FAGGY LITTLE FOOT! afterwards). Elizabeth had bought him a one dollar pin that said 'It's gotten to the point where I either have to pierce my tattoos or tattoo my piercings', and he was delighted and put it in his button hole. Also, he basically guilt tripped the Canadians into going to the Canadian shows, even though they're not headlining and the Canadians spent ALL THEIR MONEY to see them here and in Seattle. Charming fucker. He said he would live in Vancouver if he had to live in Canada, so I guess that's something.
Shay was covering the flash on the first picture of Jeph with Elizabeth and Meghan - after Meghan said "Geez, Shay", he said "Yeah, Shaygeez." Shay was pleased, because she is Weird About Names. \m/
AND THEN WE WAITED FOREVER. AND EVER. AND EVER. IN THE FREEZING COLD. GETTING HYPOTHERMIA OF THE BRAIN. We terrified the other people and the security by being spontaneously friendly and doing ridiculous dances to keep warm. Really pathetic dances, though, because all of us were bruised and seizing up with the cold like old people.
After about two hours (Mikey got her second wind via Jepha being amazing), Dan came out. He was very, very, very stoned. More stoned than you're thinking right now. No, even more stoned than that, keep going. Anyway, he was also very friendly, and really happy with his 99 cent rainbow bracelet. (Nothing we bought was over two dollars for reasons of awesome.) He hugged everyone to share his body warmth, called us crazy motherfuckers, and promised to give Bert and Quinn their presents (a 25 cent ring we got in a Mexican restaurant and a PB Twix (frozen by now), respectively). Someone asked him about the beard, and he said he was growing it out until the end of the tour, around Christmas, so that way he can be a mall Santa. He was concerned it might be hard for someone with a giant RED beard, and was offended when someone suggested he spray-paint it white. He'd
bleach it, apparently. (Also, he wants it to be ZZ Top level of epic.)
By this point, we were basically the only ones left. Dan was also wearing his damn Utah Jazz hoodie. DOES HE WEAR ANYTHING ELSE?
The lights in the bus were on, so we could see Dan giving Bert the ring when he went in (WE'RE NOT CREEPERS, I PROMISE, THE BUS WAS JUST DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF US AND THEY WERE STANDING IN THE FRONT OF THE WINDOW AND GESTURING AT US :x :x :x). Bert put it on, jumped up and down, and grabbed his coat. Then - THEN - some dude barked at us that they WERE NOT COMING OUT, then slammed the door to the bus and shut the door into the bus itself.
Bert came out into the front of the bus again, and very obviously yelled at the dude until the dude came outside and said "well, I guess they are coming out". Quinn came out first, actually, and Mikey wants to state for a fact that he came directly to her and took her hand. He hugged everyone, thanked us for the PB Twix, and was actually really overwhelmingly friendly.
The last one to come over was Bert, who was smoking like a dying man. He came out from behind the little parking lot rope to hug everyone, and wandered around signing our few things and talking partial nonsense (Quinn and Bert were both stoned as well, for the record). Also, he fucking loved his 25 cent Mexican ring, especially after he found out that it was a 25 cent Mexican ring. He kept beaming and thanking us for it. And he put it on his wedding ring finger. We didn't notice until today, and then we cracked our shit up over it. GO US. \m/
We thanked everyone and started walking away - we managed to be cool and collected until Dan yelled "see you in Canada, eh!" after us, at which point we cracked up and ran to the corner to flail at each other. The whole evening was remarkably low in fail!fangirling, just a lot of Earnest. Because we are dorks.
The end. Only not, because there are pictures of this. AND ALL OF YOU REALLY NEED TO SEE WHAT THE GUYS DREW IN MEGHAN'S SKETCHBOOK, IF NOTHING ELSE.
( INSIDE! OUR STUPID FACES, THEIR STONED FACES, AND SKETCHES. )![]()
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