I'm going to swerve a little off-topic here, but since we have Garth Brooks music on the jukebox, and some of the songs are pretty popular (namely "Two Pina Coladas" and "Friends in Low Places") I decided it was okay to go there.
Last night Dave and I went to see Garth Brooks in concert. Live. At the Sprint Center. In Kansas City. Did anyone ever think those words would, or could, be uttered? The man has been "retired" for the last ten years and said he'd never tour again. I guess, technically, this wasn't a tour. You've probably heard about how he decided to do a thank-you concert for his fans, but the catch was that there was only one show. In one city. And, to top it off, they limited the geographic area of ticket-buyers so that folks in, say, New York or California or Kentucky were out of luck. I tried for twenty minutes to get tickets the morning they went on sale- logging on at exactly 10 a.m. and calling simultaneously from the cell phone and the land line. Alas, I got a big fat "sold out" message.
Thanks to our friend Becki, and the fact that Garth and friends decided to add a whopping eight more shows to the calendar, we were able to snag two tickets for last night's show. And it was amazing. Everyone should get (and take) the opportunity to see him perform at least once in their life, even if you don't like his music. He puts on such a great show- it's so obvious that he loves performing, loves singing, loves his life. And if you aren't a fan of his music before you see him perform, you surely will be afterwards. Truly a once-in-a-lifetime event, all at the unbelievably low price of thirty bucks each.
{We also decided last night that "Longneck Bottle" is not only Sandbar-ish since it's about beer, but it's also very Scotty Mac-ish. So Scotty, put down that longneck bottle and quit worrying about the jukebox, because you've got a girl at home who loves you.}
