happy
ucpsychguy and I have our tickets for NY this weekend. This time, I'm not forgetting the John Blair cards in case we go to Roxy. Saw Charlotte with
reposed on Monday night. Somehow she gets better each time we see her. She randomly decided to belt out "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot", and I swear I was waiting to hear the sound of glasses shattering. I think the entire audience was awestruck. Anyway, time 4 bed. This is fucking wicked cool: click me. I get chills watching it.
