Last night we went to a Kid Rock concert. And no, I am not kidding you. We pretty much went for the opening act, Jamey Johnson, but ended up sort of enjoying the Kid Rock. Well, the older stuff anyway. He opened up with a few of his older hits (the better stuff) and then the whole thing got weird. Let me put it to you this way…we left early. And the people behind us were smoking pot. And I am not kidding about that. I’m surprised the in-laws weren’t high when we left….but they didn’t even seem to notice.
I was so hoping for some Bawitdaba, but I settled for some American Badass.