9 Days ’til Bruce!
So Brooke started giving me “homework” about 3 months ago. See, I had to learn the lyrics to EVERY Bruce Springsteen song ever written so that I won’t embarrass her when we go to the concert. I feel relatively confident that I will not be the source of embarrassment, as I am sure that Brooke and Jackie will make horrendous fools of themselves screaming and throwing themselves at the stage like giddy teenagers. Until November 3, however, I will be dutifully listening to The Rising while planning sychronized dance moves, which will, of course, be sure to catch The Boss’s eye.
