A microphone was all that stood in the way of the best day of my life

If you've known me for more than a couple of minutes, you know that I love U2, and that I have the biggest crush on Bono. I'd do a lot of things to go to their concerts, really don't care how much tickets are worth, and have engaged in a lifelong journey to get all of their CDs. I saw them in their Vertigo tour in 2005, and I am actually driving to Denver in June to see them again in their postponed 360 degrees tour.

So imagine my excitement when I found out an impersonator band of the best band of all times was playing here in Vegas, at Fremont Street, and free!! I logged in to their website, saw a couple of videos, and noticed that Bono's impersonator looked, dressed, and sang a lot like the real thing. So I grabbed the first victim I could, and went to their concert last Thursday night (which was also St. Patrick's day, and so crowded it was difficult to walk). I was right below the stage, singing all the lyrics, screaming and jumping for 2 straight hours.

Again, imagine my deepest satisfaction when "Bono" came down the stage, stood in front of me, and put the microphone between his face and mine, as he was singing...I don't know, I wasn't paying attention to the song, but to his close presence.  He kept flirting with me for the rest of the concert, and I thought I was in heaven.  Even though I had to wake up early the next day, I couldn't sleep, as I had just had the best day of my life, and couldn't scream it out to the world. But at least I'm blogging about it :)

If the real Bono ever reads this, please, honey, make my day, and finish what your impersonator didn't last Thursday.