in only a few hours, u2 will take the stage downtown.
and, at last, the genius of my ticket strategy is becoming fully appreciated.
you see, i sense panic in the air from ticket brokers and scalpers.
this, combined with the public's overall disdain for the band and its do-good overexposure, is what i fully anticipated.
indeed, what has been a seller's market for the past eight months is suddenly turning into a buyer's dream. and fortunately for me, i'm one of the few still interested in buying. armed with this insight and my powerful negotiating skills, i'll swing by the atm on the way to the american airlines center tonite and use that handy $50 fast cash feature to fill my empty wallet.
that simple transaction should be all i need to enjoy the show from about the eighth row. ("no, that's all right. KEEP THE CHANGE, my good and desperate scalper friend. buy your kid a gift on the way home. in fact, here's a new potato for you.")
with what money i've got left in my wallet, i'll pick up a t-shirt for my fellow funegrans and some popcorn for the show.
but first, i'll catch a few z's. a little nap before the show would be good. i'm just gonna take my time getting to the arena. see, along with the sense of panic in the air, i'm also catching a vibe of general indifference to the show. i mean, i guess they might start the show if i haven't arrived yet . . . ahh, forget it, i'm not gonna take any chances.
let's see. show starts at 7:30. traffic should be non-existent. 2 minutes to park, :45 to walk to the scalper just outside the main entrance, :15 for the slightly unsavory ticket transaction, a minute and a half to get to my seat. just to be safe, i'll allow another minute.
to ensure my usual punctual arrival, i'll leave the house at 7:10 and will post my reaction to the show later tonite.
p.s. what size t-shirt would you like?
