Steve and I went to see Neil Diamond last night with Simon and Denise.
I was not really interested in seeing this 73 year old guy, since the only song I was familiar with was Sweet Caroline--but in the interest of "date night" which we've been trying to do once a week--I went.
It was actually a fun concert.
And I noted that in the event of a stampede, I could have out sprinted 99% of his fans.
That is of course if I did not trip over any of the walkers and wheelchairs.