Well lookee here, it's 2am here at the Hudson in NYC...I am milking a club soda while Tina is mopping a spilled appletini off of her boot. We are still basking in the glow of Maroon 5 or M5 as I like to call them. We both wore concert t-shirts to the show (Tina - her authentic 1981 ACDC and my circa 2003 Guster) in hopes of being recognized for our musical appreciation.
I am using a hotel computer with the funniest gummy keyboard. Must consume more pomme frites and jamba juice before it is time to head home.
I would like to note that the Appletini that spilled was not mine and was not spilled by me. I held my alcohol (literally & figuratively) fine that evening.
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