I just found out I bought Britney Spears tickets. Truly. I didn’t realize I had done so until I was informed by my daughter. It brings back memories. The last time I got Britney Spears tickets I didn’t know until the day of the concert when I got home from work and found the entire family in a volcanic upheaval of preparation. Winding my way through gangs of pre-teen girls, I found my wife, was promptly told I was on my own, pizza in the freezer, see you later.
And off they went, leaving me to eat pizza and wonder what happened. Now the latest version of Britney Spears is on the road. It’s amazing how Spears has transformed herself into an older version of …….whatever it is she is. But I guess that’s beyond my realm of understanding. All I need to know is that the kids and wife are happy going to see Britney Spears. But this time my pizza will be fresh, not frozen.