Sunday, November 23, 2009

cigar time.
There we were...the show was over, the lot jammed and traffic at a standstill. It's 12:10am. Cigar time. So Kenny and I celebrated the show with a smoke and caught up on life with lots of our own stories. I think Springsteen does that to people. He brings out the stories in ya. We were cracking stories I hadn't told in over 15 years, since our Watertown days.
Fitting end to the day.