And It Was A Blessed Night

Anthony Hamilton...what can i say. i really liked him before, but after last night's performance, or should is say takin' us to chuch..no r!
he was amazing!
his energy, the band's energy, the backup singer's energy...especially ms. lady in the middle.
WHEW!!~and it was hot like a mofo...talking about that Texas heat!
the poetic family was in the house...ya know the icing on the cake.
some of us were able to steal a few moments of Anthony's time after the show...you know that feeling ya get when you are in the presence of something bigger than yourself?
i don't mean his status as a singer and a performer, beyond the physicality of it all...i felt that being around him.
yep.
later T and i headed home, looking for a place to grub. ahh a Bennigans...bar area was only thing open....WHAT DA HELL! the loud crooning from the corner meant only one thing...IT WAS OMG KARiYOKE NIGHT!!
T and i just looked at one another, wanted to bolt for the door...
but we drug ourselves into a corner, hot, thirsty, and hungry...too tired to try to look for something else this late at night.
ya know, there is a significant difference between my cultures within me...so so so so so happy this part of me is not dominant...lol
we just laughed at the whole situation, ate our food, talked about the concert as best we could over the cat screeching, then headed home.
took a cold shower and collapsed on the bed.
then the whole night dreamed i was a sex slave...okay try to figure that one out!!