Sooo, this coming Friday is the big Dave Matthews band concert and I'm going. I can't wait, I tell you, I can't wait! He's absolutely one of the most luscious men on the face of the Earth and the band's musicianship is unbe-fucking-lievable! They sound just like their albums onstage ~ they're that good.
Lew and Aunt Tudi are going with me to hold me up when I get the vapours from seeing His Lusciousness again (yes, I go every time Dave plays near me ~ it's a compulsion).
I'm thinking of throwing my bra onstage. The only problem is I'm just far enough away that my bra would never make it. Maybe I could put a rock in one of the cups to give it weight! Of course, my luck would be that I'd throw the bra with a rock in it and hit Dave upside the head. I'd probably be arrested for sexual assault with a deadly bra.
Bad idea.
I think I'll just vent all my sexual frustrations on Lew after the concert. HA.