Okay girls...we're two weeks away from Moline.
Two.
Fucking.
Weeks.
I'm so ready for this. You don't even KNOW! Facetime WILL be mine. Hell or high-water, Face Time WILL be mine. I've waited 21 years for this and I have a sneaking suspicion this will be my last chance for it....this year, that is. I know there's still summer tour. Beyond that, I guess we'll play it by ear. But I WILL get to meet them. I have to.
I said this back in '94, btw. And it didn't happen.
But I'm older.
Wiser.
More networked than before.
Donnie won't even know what hit him. Poor guy. I almost feel sorry for him. LOL
Let's GET this!!!!
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