Oldtimers night-out

I hope no one takes offense to the title of this post, it just seems fitting. Last night was more of the same just a more "experienced" crowd of music enthusiasts. It was also an eye-opener for me in that being in my mid-thirties I kinda feel like a man without a country. You don't, or can't, relate to the twenty-somethings because you've been there and done that, and you can't connect with the fifty plus crowd either, because you aren't there and haven't done that yet. I guess the fifty plus looks at the thirty-somethings kinda the way the thirty-somethings look at the twenty-somethings. It's all relative I guess. I did have a better time last night than the night before. I was trying to get a certain shot last night when an older couple, late fifties:), suggested that I stand on one of their chairs. I did get the shot, heard a couple of cheers to my left, looked over and received a few thumbs up, I guess they thought it was a good shot but during happy-hour it's amazing how many "good" shots you seem to get. When I got off the chair I looked at the guys wife, giggled and shook my head and she said, "You know we all think of you as our grandson." I have never seen this these people before in my life. I suppose that's what makes George's seem like a different world, it doesn't matter what you look like, what you believe in, if your a local or an outta-town er, everyone treats you like they have known you all your life. Good-times, good-times.

Until tomorrow.

-Lone Wolf