My military conference concluded with a keynote speaker. Thirty seconds after he finished, I was in civilian clothes and at the Science Museum of Minnesota to see King Tut’s tomb.
And after killing 3 hours with science and sushi, I saw Night Ranger, Foreigner, and Journey. And though I watched from afar, sober and solo, it was an excellent experience (and I actually found Foreigner to be the best live performers of the 3). Given that my last sober concert was Bon Jovi in 1988, the decade the artists represented was fitting.
In 3 days, it’s off to San Diego for my 3rd BlogHer conference, where I may have to do another rendition of this (and if you listen carefully, you’ll get the pleasure of hearing what my bride likes to laugh at every time I play this video: my not-meant-to-be-heard background vocals):
That’s even better than this (recorded from a karaoke joint in New York at last year’s BlogHer):
This will be the first trip the two of us have taken without an infant (or 3) since January 2008. It’s about damned time.