The Billy Joel Elton John concert last night at Phillips Arena was great. The show started at 7:30 and rocked until well past 11PM, no intermission. Those two guys have a combined age of more than 120, but they keep it shakin’ all night long.
I’d like to thank all the people who made last night possible: Thanks, Bambi, for aquiring the tickets, and Sam for watching the kids until 2AM. Thanks to Tony for having a MARTA plan to get us downtown on a night where 40,000 other people wanted to do the same thing, NO thanks go to MARTA, which didn’t bother to add any more trains on a night where there would be 40,000 extra people going downtown (two hours to get from our arena seats to our car- 8 miles away. Just another way MARTA stinks, but that’s another blog.) Thanks to the waitress at Seasons 52, you made service an art. Thanks to Elton for wearing the penis ear ring. I mean, we get it, you are gay and you are in your hometown, which is also way gay, but a wanky lobe trophy on the jumbo-tron is HILARIOUS. And last but not least, thanks to Billy Joel. You are SO funny. Thanks for the “I didn’t know Jim Kramer played piano,” joke and for playing “Georgia on my Mind.” I will treasure last night’s “Italian Restaurant” forever.
All in all, I rate the evening a 9.5. Whoopie!
Thanks to you and Tony for taking me to dinner at a great restaurant, being wonderful concert companions, and leading me by the hand through the huge and crowded Phillips Arena. (If ever there’s a fire there, everyone had better hope the fire suppression system is fantastic; there’s no possibility of evacuating the place in time to save any lives.) I had a wonderful time.