Chuck has never been to the Hollywood Bowl so this past weekend I convinced him to come with me to 'Blame it on Rio' which was a night of Brazilian music! He said he knew I had reached the correct level of tipsy when I stopped shimmying long enough to lean over and tell him "I love me some oboe." I would also like to point out that at this moment in time the sky was full of fireworks and the stage was filled with dancers wearing head pieces similar to what elephants wear at the circus - can you blame me?
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hah!! that's funny.
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