Fly me up to where you are...

A handful of us went and saw Josh Groban tonight. That was such a great concert! It was me, my MIL, Lar, her MIL, and our mom. The tickets we had were for nosebleed heaven. On the way up the escalator, we saw a guy waiting at the top with tickets in his hand. "Ya want tickets for closer?" *eyebrows raise* He had tickets that were closer to the stage! How could we pass it up?! "What's the catch?" "No catch." Closer seats, here we come!
We kept our other tickets just in case these turned out to be fake or something. But as luck would have it, we had good seats. There was another empty row in front of ours and a few behind, so a couple of us spread out. The first act was a saxist named Mindy Aebair (?), and she was pretty good. She did about six songs, then there was a twenty minute intermission. My MIL got up to stretch her legs and walk around a bit, and found about eight rows of seats two sections over that were empty. So she asked some people sitting in the area if the seats were taken. "No, nobody has sat here yet." So off we went again, two sections to the left and a row forward. The stage could be seen a lot more clearly now. Yay!
Josh seemed like a very personable person. Some girls in the back yelled out, "We love you!" and he said, "Uh, thanks! I wish I had better things to say, but thanks!" At one point, he said that he was close enough to touch people's hands, and a lady in the front row held out her hand and he shook it. "Yes! Everybody else is always like, 'No...', but you guys. I just want to touch you..." So a couple others held out their hands and he shook them. He did five songs that I was not familiar with, but the rest I knew very well. He came back for two mini encores. The first time, he performed a song that Paul Simon did, then left. The second time he came back out ("Oh you guys! You guys are collectively, The Man!") and did another song that I liked, and that was that.
We had a great time! When we were trying to get out, we drove by this empty parking lot that had a limo in it, and there was a guy that we figured was him, getting his picture taken with a girl. We weren't going anywhere quickly (concert traffic, you know?), so Lar yells out the window, "Marry me!" Then her MIL yells out, "No, don't do it! Run, Forrest, run!" Even if it wasn't him, we sure got some attention. He looked back and had this look that probably said, "What the crap?" (Mr. Groban, if you ever see this, we were just kidding! We're not really like that. Well, most of the time... ^_^)