concerts, camp, west, and mac

I just got back from a Jeremy Camp/Matthew West/ Toby Mac concert. I mostly wanted to go because two of those artists fall in my top five list of favorites, but the other, not so much. So when one artist was playing I had lots of time for reflection, thought, and theories. Here is what I came up with (Keep in mind that all of these things came to me at a rock concert):

1. I am very glad that I am not epileptic.
2. I hope the woman infront of me was not sneezing because she had TB.
3. I am very pleased to announce that there is no such thing as collective effervesence (I am of course being sarcastic)
4. During some songs I wished that I was standing in the one part of the room where the descructive interference meant there was no sound.
5. Life is always better with earplugs.
6. I was very glad I was not standing up front as both Jeremy Camp and Toby Mac were ill, and I don't want their germs.
7. Praise the Lord for sound foundations and their builders.
8. I never want to be in a very crowded room when suddenly everyone needs to evacuate, and everyone means 500+ people.
9. While bass is a very useful instrument, there comes a point when it has been turned up so loud that even your internal organs are pulsing.
10. Yes, deafness is permanent. Your ears are a terrible thing to waste.

Cheers!

Your Literary Junkophile.



Amendment 1: Mothers are not cut out for rock concerts.

Amendment 2: Neither am I.