The Husband and I used to be in our 20's.
We listened to the brilliance of Colin James, Barney Bentall and the Legendary Hearts and Bryan Adams.
Ok. I listened to Bryan Adams.
Last night, the Husband and I went to pretend we were still 20 something and headed out to a Casino where Barney Bentall and the Legendary Hearts were playing.
I also lost 20 bucks but we won't dwell on that. Particularly since I was up 20 dollars at one point and should have listened to my psychic Pisces inner voice screaming, "CASH IN!! CASH IN!! WALK AWAY FROM THE SLOT MACHINE!!"
Casinos are stupid.
But back to Barney.
Awesome concert, dude. Totally rocked. Great seats, good sound, some friendly banter with the Husband about whether Barney was nursing a little comb over. Good night spent with some great friends we hadn't seen in a very long time.
We had front row balcony seats which made for some great viewing. But as I looked around the room I thought, "Why the hell are all these old people here?"
It was totally weird. I must have been sending telepathic thoughts out because the Husband had apparently been thinking the exact same thoughts.
Which led to me doing a bit of math and the Husband telling me to shut up about the whole matter. And shut up is considered an off limits word in our household so I knew he really meant it and I dropped the whole conversation.
But between you and me, there were a lot of old people there.
Not in the balcony area though. The cool people were sitting up there.
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