Thursday, August 13, 2009
Bruce. Nashville. Born to Run. Us.
Probably not the smartest round trip we'll make mid-week in late November, but definitely the best one. He's playing Born to Run. The whole album. On days like today, I realize how well I married. I gave the courtesy of asking if it'd be okay before I committed to the ticket purchase. And Ned gave the courtesy of pretending there were real options before he enthusiastically said yes. And everybody in the house is happy.
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