Well, went to first concert with Annabug tonite. Aly&AJ at the Florida times union theater.
Here I sat two rows back from the biggest speakers they could find on the planet and which ment they had huge magnets that made my fillings feel like they would shoot out of my mouth if I were to try and sing along with the song. While trying to keep the metal in my mouth, I looked down at Annabug and smiled at her, She had that gleam in her eye while gazeing at the stage of the opening band. James and somebody. I knew when I saw that, that I had done the right thing. Dads a Hero. We did the whole meal deal, First the dinner then from there we got to the concert early and so we wandered down to the river and watch the water and the boats go by, life was grand. wandered back just in time the first doors opened into the building, got a few noveltys T-Shirt with Aly&AJ and tote bag with hello kitty, even a necklace. Dad was on a roll.
So here it goes, the concert was a hit so many girls and screaming and fun and dancing, But close to the end Annabug was at the stage with all the other girls of many shapes and sizes trying with despirations to touch one of the Aly&AJ proformers bump and grind and push and shove, Only inches away just a bit more and she would have been touch on the hand by her idol.
Here Come the tears. eyes welled with fluid, not the life giving but the flood that will wash away the hero's good deeds.
Home at last with the ringing still pounding my ear drums from the inside out. Annabug sniffed a bit ran her arm throught and past the underside of her nose removing the last of the drainage from her nose. Looked up with half a smile and have a tear and Said Dad Thanks I had a great time............... Eight years old ?
Sunday, August 12, 2007
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Hi Buckshot,
I'm so glad you started this blog; I'll check for new postings all the time.
Thanks for the nice things you said about me and my books.
PS: you do know that you've long been one of the men that I most admire.
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