This is me, shortly after we got out of the car. I had to wear my "Boy Bands Rock!" shirt -- I couldn't resist.
Yes, folks. Brian (my boyfriend) and I lost our ever-lovin' minds! For some crazy reason we decided it would be fun to go see the ultimate boy band, 'N Sync, when they played Ralph Wilson Stadium in Orchard Park, NY (where the Buffalo Bills play). We knew it would be nutty. How nutty? We soon realized we hadn't had a clue...
Since we had gone to Six Flags Darien Lake the day before and had stayed overnight, we were out and about fairly early on this memorable day...
1:00 P.M. - We are driving on the NYS Thruway making our way from Batavia to the Cheektowaga, NY mall when we see our first 'N Sync-related sighting: A minivan with a sign on it. The sign declares the minivan an "'N Sync - mobile" and states that the passengers are on their way to the 'N Sync concert in Buffalo (DUH). It's so early! The concert doesn't start for another 6.5 hours! Nothing like being prompt, we decide, as we laugh.
3:00 P.M. - Still at the mall, I decide to use the bathroom. As I walk in I see ten or so teenage girls in shiny tops primping in front of the wall of mirrors. I'm pretty sure what this is about. As I am in the stall I hear the typical teenage-girl chirping regarding everything from hair to 'N Sync. A girl strolls by the stall yelling at her friend, "Oh GREAT! Now everyone knows where we're going!" as if it wasn't obvious. The teenage noise across the bathroom is becoming deafening. As I exit the stall and cross over to wash my hands I see the crowd has grown to number around fifteen. I (and the rest of the lavatory crowd) am treated to an impromptu rendition of 'N Sync's latest hit single, "Pop." Amidst the screaming, singing, and giggling one of them yells, "We HAVE to do the dance!!!" I am trying to wash my hands as fast as possible, but this is like a train wreck - frightening, but yet, oddly fascinating to behold. I finally tear myself away, walk out looking as if to say "I wasn't singing- I swear," and find Brian looking bewildered and slightly ill. He says, " I thought you weren't coming back, I thought maybe they killed you!"
5:00 P.M. - Dinner at Ruby Tuesdays in the mall. Several teenagers and kids wearing unofficial, home-made 'N Sync shirts featuring glitter and 'N Sync buttons.
5:45 P.M. - Stuck in traffic in Orchard Park, just off the exit. Looks like everyone decided to head over early. This was where we hit the motherload of stupid 'N Sync- related happenings. A van passed us with a sign in a side window proclaiming, "WE LOVE LANCE!" Said van also contained windows with pictures of Joey and the entire group.
Next up, we passed a parked car with some people standing near it. On the hood was propped a sign requesting, "HONK IF YOU LOVE 'N SYNC!" Oddly, no one was honking. Obviously parents do NOT "LOVE 'N SYNC!"
In the midst of throngs of people walking to the stadium from their cars, we drive by a young girl. She could not have been more than 7 or 8. This girl was carrying a sign with a two-pronged attack. One side read "I LOVE JUSTIN!" while the other side proclaimed, "MARRY ME JUSTIN!" There's a marriage I'd like to see! Yikes!
6:00 P.M. - We finally park the car in a side-lot someone is charging money for. We didn't care where we parked anymore, we just wanted to be out of traffic. There are still more dumb cars in this lot, so we decide to kill some time and take some photos...
This is one side of an oddly decorated car we found quite close to Brian's car. In case it's hard to read, it says "'N Sync" on the doors, and "'N Sync RULES!" on the window...
This is the front of that car. Above the "JUSTIN" it says "Crazy for Justin!" As you can see, Brian was most excited to see someone loves Justin as much as we do ! (please note the sarcasm) 
They're 'N Sane for 'N Sync alright...
Is this a piece of work or what? A cruddy car with pin-ups from teen magazines all over it! We only got a picture of the hood, but the ENTIRE car was covered! WOW..............
And last, but not least - a picture of myself with Brian, my partner in crime. this is the last photo taken before our lives were inexplicably altered by the live phenomenon that is 'N Sync. The people in this photo no longer exist. They have been irreversibly exposed to teen pop. There is no known cure for this ugly ailment. Feel bad. Feel very, very bad. If you see them, give them money. It will make them feel better. I promise.