![]() When i met nanette oh-so-many years ago, i knew instantly that she was the kind of person i'd count as one of my friends forever. it sounded like a perfect plan, and when i finally pitched it he seemed a little taken aback at the idea of me going to a concert alone but didn't shoot the idea down.Īnd then when the show was just a couple of days away, he broke down and said "i'm gonna go with you, it'll be fun!" woo-hoo! he even took over the process of buying the tickets and securing a parking pass and everything, which meant that we got to park really close to the venue and use the VIP entrance, with practically no line for the security check: i could buy just one ticket, make a reservation for him to visit a swanky local cigar club he'd been wanting to check out for ages, and he could drop me off for the show while he relaxed with a cigar nearby. I did concoct a plan in my head that i held off on proposing to the hub until their stop at the greek theater in l.a. the hub had zero interest in going, and i knew no one else who might want to come with me. i've managed to see them live every time they're in town, but when tickets went on sale for their 2022 tour i thought for sure my streak was over. kinda weird, right? anyway, that's when i became a huge fan of the dixie chicks (now known simply as "the chicks") - three badass women who write a lot of their own songs and play an assload of different instruments and have weathered some crazy ass storms, both personal and professional. So while i'm not really much of a fan these days, i did go through a country music phase back in the early 2000s.
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