Rock icons in a hotel lobby...that's something that doesn't happen every day.

I'M BACK! =)
I got back from Atlantic City about an hour ago, and the Ace Frehley concert I went to on Thursday is totally journal-worthy...so LET THE STORY BEGIN!

It all started when my family (mom, dad, little sister) and I were walking into our hotel to get to our room. We were on our way through the lobby when my dad says "Oh, look. It's Ace Frehley." Now, I was exhausted from sitting 3 fucking hours in the van with my family, so of course I didn't believe him. However, when I looked...ACE FREHLEY IS COMING THROUGH THE REVOLVING DOOR!

I swear to God I was about to lose it right there, but somehow (miraculously) I contained and watched one of my icons pass me by and go to check in while talking on his in-ear phone (details...hahah) It still hasn't hit me. =D

Anyway, I don't wanna make this journal too long, so I'll end with a little bit about the concert. I got a great spot--about 3 people from the fronth--and I stood there for 2 1/2 hours, singing along to every song and amazing my parents....lol. And not to mention the rhythm guitarist (who was kinda-sorta gorgeous) looked at me twice....once giving me the metal sign, and unbuttoning his shirt on the other one....tee hee.

Next up, Bamboozle! xDD

xoxo
Amanda Way