Back from Oregon ... and ... fresh from the DD show. Flight got in in perfect time, thank you Mother Nature (she's a single woman, too). Fantastic seats. Awesome show. Different set list from the Cincy concert. They began with Planet ("Switch it off!") Earth. No bodily contact this time, because Simon L. Bon decided to pick some hag beast crack addict wasted embarrassment to "introduce" him. And that is not just my bitterness talking. Crack. Addict. Maybe my bitterness is talking a bit. And my envy. Damn, the envy.

And now I'm sad again. If life could be 45% a DD show, life would be splendid. Especially if "Late Bar" got a spin or two.

But I had SUCH. FUN. And Simon totally laughed at my ass during "Rio." Totally. I am 100% sure, as is everyone sitting within 10 seats of me. Because I'm a goober, but a goober who is a weensy bit cute.

More deets later.

AND!! I got to meet, live and in person, angelsmom, which was awesome, because not only is she another Duranie, but she is so sweet and nice and kind.