I am watching Larry King.
No before you get all twitterpatted thinking I am remotely interested in the post prison fake fest interview... no this is the show from last night. Seriously I wanted to watch the interview with The Beatles. I grew up appreciating and loving the Beatles. Seriously, still do.
And watching Larry King call Ringo, George, when asking about John's murder, was priceless. I loved watching Paul shut Larry out on the divorce talk, brilliant. And I love that they are like 60 or something and still hillarious and bickering a little bit and talking over one another. And the music kicks ass still. Always.
But I have to add this.... Larry King is an idiot.
Yet the interview did its job because in September I will be in Nevada and this makes me so want to go and see Love when I am in Vegas if I can. I just pulled up seating charts and ticket availability and seriously, its might be worth spending the cash to go (I don't gamble, I won't have time to actually gastronomically tour the city, and this might be the best opportunity to do something extraordinary). They only have one show on Monday that I could go to, and it really so might be worth skipping out of a dinner a little bit early that night. I need to ask my boss tomorrow since I will be there on a work function.
All you need it love. Love is all you need. Indeedeedoo.
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