Sugar, we're going down swinging...

Day two...concert two. Three words: Fall Out Boy.
Get on the cool train, this band rocks. Sure it was me, my boss, Nino (designated Cuban friend) and 3,000 screaming 14 year olds at the Nintendo Fusion Tour...but I had a good time. So much happened and most of it is unstory-tellable so I will have to use bulletpoints to highlight:
-Pre-party took place at The Uptown. Leo was there but he came armed with a notebook. We'll come back to this later.
-Polish owner/barkeep is named Anna. Her daughter is also a bartender and named...Anna and could range from age 16-23, you can never tell with the Europeans.
-Gave the wink at the door at the gig, got in free. And no, mom did not have to drop us off or pick us up.
-I remember when I was 14, I remember what the girls looked like and wore when I was 14. They didn't look like this. All dolled up with their training bra as their only clothing above the waist. Where was this when I was popping pimples?
-I was asked by three different girls to buy them beer. I told them if they could tell me how old they were when the movie SpaceBalls came out I would oblige. No one had heard of the flick...I'm very dissapointed with today's youth.
-FOB played they're hit song third, rather ballsy for a group not named The Rolling Stones or Lynard Skynyrd.
-After-party took place back at The Uptown. For the first time, there was more than 5 people in the joint. Anna and Anna informed us they had to kick Leo out earlier because he fell off a stool. Leo left his notebook so I did what all nosey assholes do and thumbed through it. I couldn't read it (mostly because i was into double digits in beers) but it was a lengthy play or screen play with a lot of discription. Rumor has it Tarantino and/or Jerry Bruckheimer is involved.
-Also, we came about 10 seconds from me being in my first bar fight. Nino managed to piss off the only African American gentleman in downtown by screaming "yeah California...West Side" for god knows what reason (quick background, Nino is from California ergo his proclivity to shout such nonsense). Long story very short, turns out guy was pissed at me for laughing at what Nino said, there was no fight and everyone left in peace. Nino's best defense though was his explanation that he "was from California and if you listen I'm playing Hotel California on the jukebox."