Ain't Never Gonna Change

Little Poseur went to his/her first rock n roll show on Friday. And it was there that we purchased our first piece of baby-related paraphernalia, a cute little Drive-by Truckers onesie. You can never start too early trying to get your child to like songs about whiskey, bad love, and killing.*

*We're talking about a band in which one of the guitarist wrote a song called Goddamn Lonely Love. While he was married to the bass player. they were divorced by the next album's release. But it is a great song, if ill-advised from a relationship standpoint.

It may not have been our best decision.

The show started about an hour after we thought it was going to start, which meant an extra hour of standing around. Now, I've always been able to stand around at shows for a long time, mainly because there is the magic elixir called "beer".

Beer allows you to stand around for hours on end, without your feet hurting. It's pretty amazing stuff. Someone should look into marketing this stuff because let me tell you -- it's sort of awesome. Unfortunately, beer has alcohol and alcohol is completely off limits to the Posette. She's not a Mad Men character, after all.

Actually, at dinner before the show, our incredibly perky waitress offered the Posette a drink about six different times. Each time she buzzed our table, she detailed their incredibly drink specials and two dollar shots.* This waitress was committed to getting some alcohol in the Posette. The only way to fight her off was to finally tell her that the Posette was pregnant. Our perky waitress then became even more perky. It was kind of horrifying.

*I shudder to think what is in a two dollar shot.

So instead of standing around for three hours, we were standing around for four hours. The Posette can do three hours of standing around without magic elixir, but Hour Four is asking too much. She tapped out and she went to find a place to sit down.

Now, sitting was a good plan, but the only place to sit down was a smoking area set up outside. The club was non-smoking, so it forces all of the smokers out front if they want to light up, which is normally a great system for everyone involved. But when the pregnant lady is looking for a breather, well, it's not such a great system.

The Posette's two options were now either stay inside and be in pain from standing too long or go outside and sit down among what was apparently the entire smoking population of Dallas. Geez, I didn't know that many people smoked these days, but apparently a large portion of Dallas' population has not received the memo that cigarettes are not good for you. Because there were a ton of people hang outside the show where you couldn't even hear the band.

This is when we decided it would be a better plan to sit in the car as I drove her home. Pregnancy is not very rock n roll friendly.