... that they'll let anybody in anywhere these days.
mrMimi and I went to a concert last night. Crosby, Stills, and Nash. Nothing like being with a bunch of old hippies to get the blood moving.
Picture this: A hot, humid summer night, surrounded by oh, probably 3000 of your closest friends. The air redolent with the sweet unmistakable scent of ... weed. It's been many years, but I still remember that smell very well. By God, we were all transported back to the sixties, singing anti-war songs. Our own mini-Woodstock, only with concession stands, and padded seats. It was awesome.
Besides that, B and I got our picture on the local newspaper's website. Yes, I'll give you the link. Go here. We're photo 51 out of 172.
