Someone just reminded me that I really want
to see Neil Diamond in concert before I die. Or before he
dies. I almost posted that I’d marry any guy who got me a ticket
when he came through last October. (They were $70!!) But I
think my dad might have thrown a fit. And even Neil isn’t enough
to base a lifelong commitment on…so I didn’t say it, but I thought
it. And I still really want to see him someday. Dad says
he’s a born performer, and his concerts would be amazing even though he’s getting old now. *sigh*
Okay, sorry, but that was all I could remember that I’ve been thinking
about. That, and I’ve been reading a new biography about Ava
Gardner, and being suddenly glad I wasn’t born beautiful and never
pursued a career in Hollywood. And I don’t think I could ever
marry a movie star. Can you imagine the pressure?
Later, when I’m feeling less nonsensical, I’ll post about what God
has been teaching me this past week. And I still have pictures to
post of the CO 100.
Wait, only $70? And you didn’t tell me?
That wasn’t exactly what I meant.