I've been punched, jabbed, elbowed, stomped on, thrown down, picked up, shoved, clothslined, head-butted, and I'm sure there were a few others that I don't remember.. Happilly, though, I can claim with relative certainty that I suffered no more than a lot of bruises and only one minor scratch. It was a blast..
Chimera opened, unfortunately we arrived while they were playing their last song, so we didn't get much of them. Fear Factory was next. That was fun.. Then Slipknot topped off the evening.
The pain is good. It means I'm not dead yet!
By that reasoning, this must be one of my most alive moments. hehe.. :)
now, if you'll excuse me, I must be hobbling around getting ready for bed.