I heard from her halfway through the show. She called me to tell me she was on the floor. That was about all that I could
hear. I even walked outside the venue, where everyone was smoking, to hear her better. Then suddenly found myself talking
with Julie. I still don’t know how Julie got on the phone. It was truly funny. I don’t remember pressing anything. Just
all of a sudden there she was. Julie and I had a nice conversation. Then Nikki calls me again, this time she’s at the front of
the stage. Meanwhile, I’m still in “our� seats. It was okay though. I guess I needed to be alone. I had mentioned to
someone the night before if there was a way Kenny could skip doing a particular song, since I didn’t want to cry through it.
Well, I don’t remember them doing that song. So thanks to the person I mentioned it too, but chances are since it was
number one for seven weeks last year, I can’t see him not doing it. I really don’t remember hearing it. I Remember was
another song that he sang on Friday but didn’t do on Saturday. So, what song did I cry through? Would you believe I
wailed like a pig through A Lot of Things Different? The person sitting in the row with me kept looking at me. Looking back it
was funny. I believe I called Nikki at this point and left a really sappy message on her voice mail.
After the show, we finally got to meet up with a lot the people we were hanging out with in Lovingston, Virginia. There was
way too much mention to the astrology lesson that we gave in Lovingston. People I didn’t even know remembered that
incident. Way too many people. What the heck, all for the joke. It was funny. Something I wouldn’t normally do, never
had done before, and don’t ever plan on doing again. Not unless you feed me some Jack’s first, so that I can forget that I
did it.
This is the really sad part, the show was over and it was time to go back to the hotel. But this is an Ally road trip, so there is
always more. We got up early so that we could hit the road. We got on the road by 9 am our time. A big part of the trip is
driving on Interstate 65 through Alabama. We knew the Kenny Chesney truck (the one with all the pics on it) was just ahead of
us on 65. We needed to catch it. We had a surprise for its driver. Word has gotten back to us that he has never been flashed by
any girls. The man who used to drive that truck says that he got flashed all the time. So, we decided to give the guy driving the
truck now what he wanted the most, some boobs. So, we drew some on paper, with my sharpie (but not my green one, my
black one). Just so he knew what it was, I also wrote the word “boobs� in big block letters on another piece of paper. I
was wearing a button down flannel on top of a T-shirt, so I put the boob drawing underneath the flannel, and when we finally
reached him, I opened my shirt as if I was really flashing him. He loved it. We could see him laughing. Also, we had a bra flying
out the window too. It took us 100 miles to catch up with him (and a lot of NYC styled driving, weaving in and out of lanes,
don’t get in Nikki’s way when she’s like this, she’ll give you love from New York, or she’ll just show you
her manicure, one finger at a time), and we finally did just two exits before we had to start heading east on interstate 59. Looking
back now, we should have followed that truck all the way to Nashville.
Well after spending over 38 hours in the car with Nikki, I am proud to say that we are still good friends. We had a lot of fun.
Yes it was a long trip, and if we had to, I believe we would do it all again. It was definitely worth going all that way to see Tim
on stage before his surgery, which will be sometime this week. Best of luck to Tim, all of our prayers and well wishes are with
him.
Did I mention that we spent over 38 hours in the car together, driving? Well, Nikki now believes that I have some DRIVING
ISSUES that need to be corrected before we attempt a road trip of this size, with that many miles and that many mountains.
Apparently I put a lot of wear on her brakes, like everytime there was a bend in the road. Yeah, so I was going 80 mph and had
to slow down to 75, big deal. It could be worse. At least I do know how to read a map and can actually get from A to B to C
and back to A again. That should be considered a bonus. And just because I couldn’t get into the right lane because so many
cars were passing me on the right. That doesn’t make me a bad driver, does it?
One last thing, does anyone know the opposite of OMINOUS? Is it non-ominous?
----- with love
---- from New York