so.much.to.share

Here are just a few of the note worthy highlights of earth fest:

• Went early with sister *j* and got lots of free stuff (whole foods’ bags, chips, cereal, a yummy spring mix salad, hats, pens, lots of variations of juice, dancing deer cookies, flowers, chocolate earths, cottage cheese, soap, etc.)

• The *ki’s* (high school friend and her husband who just happen to have the same initials) and I go check out the booths and as we head back to our blanket (with much pushing and shoving in the process), we arrive only to have *j* say, “Watch out for that guy. Seriously, he’s really drunk.” This is where it gets interesting- Right next to our blanket (and remember, we’re in really close quarters now so I’m talking super close) is an out-of-control drunk kid (dk) who keeps flailing around while his two friends try to control him. Everyone in the area has backed up, giving this kid a good 15 foot circle to flip out in. This kid is big. Not fat, but tall and really built. Then there’s this little kid (lk) who’s literally half the size of dk, who keeps egging him on. Dk keeps lunging at lk, punching him and knocking him to the ground. His poor sober friend (sf) tries to hold him back, and ends up wrestling him to the ground and holding him down by the neck. Dk tries to throw sf off of him, and sf essentially strangles dk until he passes out. I’m not quite sure where the police or paramedics are at this point, but they’re not with us. Sf apologizes to everyone in the area (seriously- I felt really bad for him) and he and another kid get dk up and out of the area. ** Several people mentioned to sf that his friend needed help- I’m sure he had alcohol poisoning- hopefully he got some (help that is). *mk* showed up immediately after this all went down. I told her what she missed out on and I think she was sad.

  
  **note- when the *ki’s* and I had recently tried to come through the crowd, we had to force our way through. For sf, dk, and the other kid, the crowd parted like the sea with moses (was it moses?). I guess no one wanted to be puked on.

• *mk* pointed out that there were lots of 20yr olds wearing entirely inappropriate clothing. Remember- it’s super hot and muggy out, and it poured for 15 mins straight. I was wearing a tank top and jeans (because all my shorts have mysteriously disappeared) and *mk*, and both *ki’s* were wearing tanks/t-shirts and shorts. These girls were all wearing their cute little skirts and fancy shirts and shoes, complete with matching accessories, fendi bags, and chanel sunglasses. Lordy, lordy.

  
  

• Oh, and my picnic blanket made its debut, although I was rather overprotective of it what with all the strangers trampling over it. It’s in the laundry as I write this.
  

The Hatch Shell when Brandi Carlile was on- before it got super crazy and crowded.

We left at the end of James Blundt. Frankly, I was scared to see what would happen when everyone left at the same time. So we squeezed our way out early and hung out on the Fielder bridge to listen to the end of his act. He was great.