Have I mentioned I’m going to see Paul McCartney? Really? Because I could totally say it again.
Tickets go on sale in under 59 hours, people. Come Saturday morning it’s me at the computer, Mastercard in one hand, seating chart in the other. Ticketmonster had better be good to me.
(Added bonus: I probably won’t mention the subject again for a good five months after the tickets have been purchased. Till then, give me a break, it’s all I’ve got going for me right now.)
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Don’t feel bad. I waited until the last moment thinking I could squeek by with only bringing some sour cream, or other potato necessity. All the smart mothers signed up well before me leaving only one available position: clean up duty. Next time I’m going to be first in line to sign up for bacon bits…
By: Kelli Lowry on May 2, 2005
at 5:03 pm