I have been fortunate enough to see show all over our fair land. The hardest security check I ever encountered was at the Oakland Coliseum in 1992. Female security guards were convinced I had something down my pants. I offered to unzip, but advised them that I had neither boxers or briefs on. This response instantaneously drew two more female security folks. When I showed them that I had nothing in my pants but what I was born with, they let me in to see the show. A female friend of mine who witnessed this suggested that I should sue the Coliseum for sexual harassment. Considering how much I enjoyed the whole episode, I told her that I didn\'t think a law suite would work. For those who doubt my tale, you cant make this kind of stuff up.
I am glad that most of the shows I go to are back in my mellow hometown. People r kind here.