Meanwhile, Gina and I were practically the oldsters in the crowd. The cool people behind us were Freshmen in college, and the slightly dumb girls in front of us were in high school. So much for my prediction about the ages of Weezer fans. We eventually got into the venu, and for the first time ever i wasn’t able to reach out and touch the stage. This slightly pissed me off, but seeing as my clavicle is still decidedly broken and i am not the hugest fan of Weezer in the world, i decided to be okay with the the situation. Some adorable looking kid in front of us informed his also adorable friends that he saw Weezer in 7th grade at the same concert where we saw them in 10th grade. So yes, i am surely headed towards senility. The crowd seemed pretty friendly, and Gina and I chatted idly about our past concert experiences while counting down to opening band. I hadn’t been to a General Admittance concert for nearly two years, and she hadn’t been to one for over three. Agreeing that our lives were sad, we checked my watch again.