'what's the point?'fest

so, yesterday, i wasted a good quarter of my precious weekend at pointfest. or what i renamed what's the point? fest. that said, i've recently been on a heavy music listening kick. and that said, i liked a few of the bands performing...but all in all, i was extremely disappointed. first, coheed & cambria, headlining the show, wouldn't perform until 9:30 pm. we were there at 12:30! no way was i hanging around for nine hours only to painfully make my way through ridiculously drunk crowds at the end. so, c&c was out of the picture. missy and i originally planned on going to see courtney's brother's band...bullets&octane. (missy and courtney have been friends since they were 5...tyler, the drummer, is courtney's brother.) so, they were pretty good. not so much my kind of hard music, but the novelty factor existed that we were "friends of the band." all these side stage bands performed for 20-30 minutes...after bullets&octane, was rock kills kid. a very killers-esque type band. very much something i would listen to...i'm excited to pick up their cd may 16th. anyway...the best part about the day was the ridiculous amounts of people watching i was able to do! omg! lots of tattoos...that's no biggie. (i'd would be talking bad about myself if i said anything about anybody else's tattoos) there was entirely too much skin fest. girls fashioning minimum amounts of clothing...some that shouldn't even own such small articles! some girls walking around in bras...one in particular that was tooooo small. cup size, fine. but the straps were so short, that the back of the bra was seriously between the upper portions of her shoulder blades. one woman, with a grotesque amount of belly fat (from what seemed several rounds of weight loss/weight gain) hanging over small, tight jean shorts and to top it off was wearing a cutoff shirt!!! i threw up a little in my mouth right there and then. plenty of "beached whales"...girls dressed like goth hookers...people missing the whole front upper row of teeth...tons of mohawks!!!...countless conversation tshirts that shouldn't be worn in public, no matter how funny. i will say that when missy and i decided to leave (about 4pm), i walked away with a greater appreciation for my own mundane existence and a grimm outlook for the future of this world.

sorry there are no photos with this post...i wish i brought my camera to illustrate some of the above mentioned...you would definitely get the point.