Taco (Bell Arena) is paradise: Parrotheads take full day to prepare for Buffett in Boise
Gulf-and-Western guitar riffs heartened smart men wearing real short skirts, women sporting pencil-thin mustaches and dogs in flowery tops, Thursday.
It seemed tempting to blame the apocalypse come early, but instead Jimmy Buffett played Boise.
“Parrotheads, rejoice!” a group clutching margaritas shouted, shortly before 3 p.m.
“So, everywhere you turn there’s Parrotheads,” Parrothead Scott Archibald said.
No football game Thursday, but still we found tailgaters wasting away again outside Bronco Stadium forced to field dumb questions.
“Would you guys call yourselves Parrotheads?” we asked them.
Some people say margarita-fumes are to blame, but we know it’s the reporter’s fault.
“Oh, you think?” Ron Nordling said. “Did you see the shark [head on the front of my car]? Parrothead-enough for you?”
Nordling’s friend Wally Allington flew in from Atlanta for the concert.
“He’s a virgin,” Nordling said. “This’ll be his first [Buffett show].”
Nordling and Allington cared not when or where the clock chimed 5 p.m. They started their pre-game early with only one expectation for the night’s show:
“Absolute miracles,” Nordling said.
That was their story. And they were sticking to it.










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