July 15, 2004

Water, water, everywhere

Last night I had the distinct pleasure of going to the Ben Folds/Guster/Rufus Wainwright concert in Central Park -- in the rain. We had a good time, but dammit we had to earn it. Outdoor concerts in the rain are not easy.

Luckily, we were somewhat prepared. My brother and I (without even talking to each other before hand) both brought (semi) waterproof jackets, plastic garbage bags, paper towels, and a change of shirt. A lot of people there had nothing with them, except perhaps a strong hope that it wouldn't rain.

I think my brother and I owe our prepardness to our mother. When I was younger, she always used to bring a huge bag of supplies with her when she would chaperone the class trips in elementary school -- it had juice boxes if we got thirsty, snacks if we got hungry, first aid kits if we got hurt, puppies in case we got bored, tiny scissors in case we had to trim small plants, and just about anything else we might need over the next 6 hours. I thought she was crazy, but then, after a few emergency bonzai situations, she didn't seem so crazy anymore.

Granted, it doesn't take a whole lot of brains to bring the things we did. But what makes me think that there's more to it than common sense is that:

a) I have no common sense, I rely completely on training
b) That we both brought so many things.

So thanks, Mom, for making us overprepared for everything we do.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go pack some road flares for the 4 mile commute home.

Posted by Kevin at July 15, 2004 04:26 PM
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I think part of mom being prepared was her way of emptying out the closet. She's got something for every occasion somewhere in the house. I think she's got more stuff in the house now with all of us moved out than she did while we lived there.

Her preparedness for any occasion would explain the smoke detectors and fire extinguishers we all got for chrismas....I don't know if it was clearing out some storage space or a good deal from Costco : )

She should be recognized with a girl scouts patch with always being prepared for any emergency. I guess that's the nurse inside of her.

But thank god for mom as she's always bailed us kids out of any situation.

Posted by: Sister at July 16, 2004 09:26 PM

All this from the guy who told me to leave the umbrella in the car... :)

Posted by: Amy at July 16, 2004 10:27 PM

First off - great choice in concerts. I'm just now getting into Rufus and Guster. (Thank you, Launch.com)

Your mom sounds swell. Very much like my mom. But kudos to you for actually learning from her. My mom was a Home Economics teacher, tried her best to teach her kids common sense and logic, and yet at 33 years of age I still go out in a lightning storm wearing only shorts, a t-shirt, and an aluminum foil Napoleon French Emporer hat. Sorry, mom.

Posted by: Patrick at July 17, 2004 01:28 PM

ok, sorry for being so late. So much stuff on here that I'm just getting this post. Yes, I brought all that stuff to stay dry. And the stubborn person that I am, it all stayed in the bag and I just got wet. Although I did change my shirt when it was over and had a nice comfy dry shirt for the ride home. I bought a Guster T-shirt anyhow so I probably didn't need the extra anyhow. But, I was prepared for a flood. I also had some Swedish fish and Animal crackers in that bag. Now I know why my bag is always the biggest when I go on road trips.

Let's get back to the Cornhole project. "We need a compass, Mom must have a compass." In less than two minutes, mom delivered a compass. Unbelievable, how many people actually own a compass these days?

For those non-Guster fans, listen to "Come downstairs and say Hello". Download it, whatever. you'll be hooked, I promise.

Mom = my back-up brain and conscience. So, sometimes I can leave mine at home knowing that I have a spare ready to go.

Posted by: B at September 29, 2004 01:30 PM
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