Hollywood. Top Gear. Music. Pretty people. Funny shit. Nature. Photography. Film. TV.
A few years ago I was in the first few rows at a Keith Urban concert and he got offstage and walked around in the crowd and walked past me. I didn’t know what to do but I felt like I had to do something- its Keith Urban.
Now I’m worried there’s a concert DVD floating around out there where I kind of randomly emerged from the crowd, did this weird pat/stroke thing on Keith’s arm and then just disappeared back into the crowd.
Am I the only one who wishes I could throw a big party and invite all my friends from the past? Only problem is we’ve all moved on and don’t seem to talk much anymore.