Later Well, we’re back from the concert. Around the time the second band was on their second or third song (the chorus sang in between the spud’s band and the second band), I leaned over to Fred and said "Let’s find the stage door, get her case, and get the hell out of here." Fred freaked out because I said "hell" in a crowded auditorium and he was afraid they’d lynch us for my blasphemy. Then he smirked and made a gesture like "You first", so I got up and headed for the door. We were in the car by 7:30, and I have to say that the hour of concert felt more like 3 hours. Thank god it’s over until the spring.]]>