Twinge. Twitch, twitch.

I just sent two rockers to the Springsteen concert. In the old days we would have had a beer for dinner. Tonight I made African chicken and couscous. I found the t-shirt. She looked awesome.

Why didn’t I buy 3 tickets? I think it had something to do with a near-16-year-old bonding with her dad, but about 15 minutes ago it seemed like a silly idea. So I’ve set up a concert of my own:

Greetings from Asbury Park
The Wild, the Innocent, and the E Street Shuffle
Born to Run
Darkness on the Edge of Town

I know, concessions were made for the sake of variety.

My vote for the set’s opening song is Cadillac Ranch. (Hey little girlie in the blue jeans so tight, Drivin’ alone through the Wisconsin night…) Openers have mostly been from Born to Run, but last night’s was from The River.

Comments

  1. Nothing like father and daughter sharing time in the mosh pit.

  2. Hell of a show. 58 years old is NOT SO OLD, I guess.