My throat hurts from laughing!

I love live music and concerts. There are two artist that I immediately buy concert tickets to when I find they are going to be in town:

-Nickel Creek, because they are the best musicians in the whole universe don't even bother arguing with me because you won't win and its such a shame that they aren't together anymore.

-Michael Buble, because he goes beyond musician and puts on such a great show you just can't miss it

For both artists, I don't even worry about who I will take with me, because I have several friends who love both of those artist, and would go with me. Sam-I-Am is a big fan of both with me, and turned a big birthday a few months ago, and so for her birthday, I took her with me to the Michael Buble concert.

Oh My Good Gawd it was a fun night.

We drove out to Ft. Worth, and drove aimlessly in a big square-ish circle looking for somewhere to eat dinner.

Found a place and parked, only about eleventy million blocks from where the concert was.

Wandered around aimlessly looking for that place to eat.

Realized we forgot the tickets in the car.

Got the tickets, immediately found the dinner joint.

Went to the convention center to see Michael. After seeing him in concert, you're kinda on a first name basis with him. After the second song I was laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes. He is the funniest guy because he doesn't take himself seriously. If I'd had Mt. Dew, it would have come out of my nose.

The only downsides were the awful comedian that was the opening act, and the slideshow homage of Ft. Worth they played during his most famous song "Home". Seriously?

I really thought we had bad seats, but they were the best I could do. When we got there, I'd forgotten that all the seats were pretty good, and I was pleasantly surprised. Then, when we got to our seats, the people we were sitting next to asked us to change seats with their friends that they came with, which were five rows lower than our seats. Um, okay.

Don't worry. I took lots of pictures. Some of them even came out:

Try not to be jealous of my photography skills.