This post was supposed to be titled what U2 means to me

I was going to come home last night and blog about how Rattle and Hum awakened me from a fifteen year rock music hibernation, but instead Wordsmith and Ikuni decided yesterday was the day to deal with a decade of problems between them and then in talking about that, Wordsmith and I had our own issues to address, so everyone, with the exception of Gamer who was soundly sleeping in his room, was up till past two in the morning, arguing, discussing, crying, until we finally had a breakthrough, with much thanks to Drummer who I’m convinced is Buddha reincarnated, and now we’ll be traveling bleary-eyed to St. Louis.

U2, here we come.

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