A Long, Rambling, Nearly Incoherent Description of My Night with Norah Jones
Last night Jon and I attended the Norah Jones concert at a venue called Red Butte Garden, a open field on the side of a mountain overlooking the Salt Lake valley. Seating at Red Butte is general admission, meaning you sit wherever you can find a patch of grass to park your ass, and you [...]
Thinking
If I could take a bath in fry sauce I TOTALLY WOULD.
