The night my husband has waited for for over 25 years is finally here. Last night in Anaheim CA a dream was realized (and I got to go too). I was able to bring in my little point and shoot camera and despite the hardships and drawbacks of the camera, I got a few great shots. Of course being in the second row didn't hurt. Not surprisingly though, the tallest guy in row one was right in front of ME. And a drunk guy spilled a beer down my whole leg and into my shoe, it still smells like beer today. I just can't win. But in case you're slow, or have been under a rock forever, we saw The Police. You know, the old 80's band with Sting. They were pretty fantastic. There might have been tears of joy, but I've been sworn to secrecy.
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