The concert that was not to be...

*Sigh*

I had been looking forward to June 30th since December.  You see, I was supposed to have a hot date with the man they call Bono (and his band of fellow merry Irishmen).

But it was not to be.  Bono threw out his back a few months ago and had to cancel the remaining dates of his tour.

So the tickets sat here at my house last night, lonesome and un-used.  

*Sigh*

Well, at least I did get to go to book club and engage in some very lively conversation with great ladies.  That's a consolation, right?

Until we meet again, Bono...