Sunday, August 30, 2009
Mommy's all right, Daddy's all right, they just seem a little weird.
I went to a concert tonight. I prefer the opera.
But combine a concert with three (3) bands from the 70's with front row center seats...well, it's more fun when the musicians are close enough to sweat on you.
The guitarist from Cheap Trick dropped guitar picks into my palm. (Okay, so he threw them at me but I'm romantic and like to re-write history).
The lead singer from Poison hugged me. (Okay, he shook my hand but I felt a deep, personal connection.)
My friend could have paid my rent with the money he spent on the seats.
It did not go unnoticed that the guitarist from Cheap Trick looked, and acted, bizarrely like a certain someone. I crossed my arms and gave him the evil eye, just in case.
Apparently the evil eye is irresistable. It gets you on the megatron which ain't bad when you're a 48 year old broad.
Surrender by Cheap Trick: