What a fucking show!  Beck opened and rocked, but sadly only played an hour.  U2 killed it though. They have so many great songs, that even with a two-hour show, they barely dented their catalogue.  You definitely would have had that happy little girl look on your face as you danced to their classics. I ende up taking Ricky, which wasn’t quite the same experience, but it was good to see him and we had a great time.  We got hammered both before, during, and after the show. That guy can out-party me any day.  I did a yoga class today to purge all the booze, etc. now hunkering down for a little nap. Dinner later with friends and then I suppose out for a spirit or two. When in Rome, dear. X