okay sisters. that's right. i'm talking to you, amy and abbie. you're the only people old enough and cool enough that the sight of this image to the left here makes you sigh--a mixture of you just saw a cute kitten, and maybe christian weyers just drove by with his family in the wood panelled weyer-mobile (okay, you have to appreciate that memory circa 1986!).
yesterday morning when i checked my email i got one of those annoying solicitous emails from the devil--i mean ticketmaster--announcing the latest get-back-together-for-a-money-making-tour. yaz!? are you kidding me?! i have to go, and i propose something totally outrageous: you both throw caution to the wind and forget that you haven't been here in years so you'd want to stay longer, or you would have just been here---throw it all out the window and book a cheap ticket ($318 on virgin atlantic) and get your asses out here. my proposal: you fly in tuesday, july 15th. concert on wednesday, july 16th (i'll buy!) and you fly out on thursday, july 17th. somebody will babysit and you'll be back before they even know it! think about all the money we save on not hanging out the rest of the year! c'mon. let's be spontaneous. last one in's a rotten egg!