until the back heals up, and i can shed the cane (or walk for more than 100 yards, or stand for more than 30 mins), my inner grandma will be calling my shots. "that music is too loud, dear," she screeches.
during the night of said show, the terrorists must've drugged me. i was in a slumber by 10:30p -- again, recapturing the spirit of the geriatric. :-)
i wasnt asking for excuses, it was just an observation. when i said nobody i meant damn well near nobody. and that goes for pretty much any show, not just the one sunday night. im sorry, but this is really upsetting to me, its like nobody really gives a shit anymore.
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As regards shows...some of us are old and don't hear about things without being told. :-)
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during the night of said show, the terrorists must've drugged me. i was in a slumber by 10:30p -- again, recapturing the spirit of the geriatric. :-)
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