Summer 2008 Day Twenty Three: Stephen Lynch at Summerstage

We didn't actually get to see Stephen Lynch but we did get to hear him. Originally, Dee and I planned to go do Rooftop Films. But between impending doomy rain and her being sick, it didn't sound like a good idea. We opted for Stephen Lynch at Summerstage but, again, impending doomy rain. So we sat at the fountain at Lincoln Center trying to check movie times on my phone and trying to figure out what the best course of action would be. The sky seemed to be starting to clear so we headed down to Whole Foods to get some snackies and then took the escalator back up to ground level...and the sky was blue. No clouds. Holla! So we figured we wouldn't get to the concert by 8 at this point (it's 7:40...and we're not exactly sure where we're going) so we wandered along some paths in Central Park, attempting to stay north and east. Eventually we hit the mall which meant we were in the right place. Fantastic. And it's not even 8. Unfortunately, the arena is PACKED. So after some brief deliberations we decide to park it on some grass just sound west of the arena so we can hear, and not sit in a cemetary (apparently there is one...right behind the arena.....with a big rock...and possibly a small mausoleum. Kind of weird.) We had a great time--the two guys leading up to Stephen Lynch were not spectacular, but that's because Stephen sings so....he's funnier. But Dee was loopy on cold meds and we had a good time anyway. There were a LOT of fireflies which was awesome, and a lot of loud people from Jersey. I should have thrown my bottle at them. But I didn't. Very fortunately, it did not rain until I was on the bus going home. Then it downpoured. I stepped off of the bus at 129th street, opened my umbrella, took my flip flops off, and ran home. Amazing.