Well, if I were Larry on my last day of being 39, this would be my schedule.
10:30 a.m. Wake refreshed after a night of partying (but not too late). Vow not to think of Ann all day.
10:35 a.m. Quick, manly shower.
10:45 a.m. Daily infusion of bull's blood, followed by a massage.
11:30 a.m. Time for brunch! (note: avoid Bono, he'll be hungover and want to discuss birthday plans)
12:30 p.m. Nice, long ride on the Harley.
1:22 p.m. stop to pet friendly bulldog
1:28 p.m. continue Harley ride
3:30 p.m. after returning from ride, a tall pint of Guinness is in order
3:47 p.m. another pint of Guinness
4:16 p.m. Sneak out back of bar; here comes Bono
4:18 p.m. Safely ensconsed in hotel room, proceed to "freshen up" for the evening
4:45 p.m. invite Adam in for opinion on outfit; Adam prefers pale pink shirt and embroidered pants
4:55 p.m. Refuse Adam's offer of a cigarette
5:10 p.m. Head out for soundcheck; instruct chauffer to weave quickly in and out of fans packed around hotel
5:22 p.m. Arrive at arena, glowering
6:30 p.m. Disagree with Edge about birthday plans; there is to be NO BEDAZZLING
7:12 p.m. Bono spotted at craft table; send security to rescue a bite of dinner
8:45 p.m. and on: search audience for lovely members of Pleba; instruct security to remove the chosen ladies from the heart during the encore break
11:13 p.m. Zoom away from the arena with a half a dozen lucky Plebacites for a night of passion (man enough for all!)
THE END
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just as I am I awoke with a tear on my tongue
[This message has been edited by u2zed (edited 10-29-2001).]
