buble

michael buble. if you're a guy, chances are you'll shrug. if you're a girl, chances are higher that you'll scream and want to rip off your clothes. anyway, i had the pleasure of taking person 'S' to the michael buble concert in fabulous las vegas. buble was quite the performer, integrating audience into the act, he often interacted with those in the closer rows. he came down to take a picture with one lucky front row lady. where did we sit? in the second row. i thought we couldn't get much closer than that, but apparently, during a certain song "save the last dance for me", the entire audience runs to the front of the stage to scream and attempt to touch michael buble. so person 'S' and i did likewise. while the crowd was primarily female, buble did take the time to shake the hands of the guys who deigned to rush to the front--which totaled about 5. i, however, passed on the opportunity to allow person 'S' the opportunity. at the end of the show, i even almost wanted to rip my clothes off. on second thought, maybe not.