THIS IS MY LIFE.
THIS IS MY LIFE DURING BASEBALL SEASON.
This is such a typical scene I had to capture it for posterity: the iPhone resting on the stage at the Bowery Ballroom last night, between acts, so we can keep track of the game on Gameday. If I don’t just set it out like this then TBF bugs me every three seconds or takes out his old fashioned phone (I don’t know how old it is but I think it has a rotary dial) and hacks Google text alerts to get an update, which is just pointless and the waste of a text message, so I just keep the fucking thing out until the next act is on, and then I hide it under the stage and sneak looks between songs (if I like or care about the band) and whenever I need to (if I don’t). And even if I love the fucking band I have been known to take a quick peek at Gameday here and there during the show, and if I don’t it is the first thing I do when the band leaves the stage for encore break, take out the phone to find out what is going on with the game.
It’s baseball season. I have a lot to do. I can’t wait until I get home to watch the highlights. (And if you think this is bad, I have friends who have listened to playoff games in one ear while standing three feet from the stage at a concert. Yes it was 2006 and it was the Mets, but it was also the last night at CBGB’s when this happened.)
What lengths do you all go to to get your fix?