14 kinds of donuts in Albuquerque... I mean, there would have been 14 kinds of donuts if they weren't all out of them.
I was up on the terrace and not near anybody I knew, with a table all to myself (no, I don't have excruciatingly severe... ) and I brought my binoculars, so it was sort of virtual front row.
Good show as always. The screw-up that left people with aftershow passes waiting outside the gate meant that I had more time to hang with the other fans, especially Kevin & Cid. But I'm glad that they all got in finally.
Got home at 1:30. I expect to fall over sideways sometime today and take an inapprpriately-timed nap. I'm overdue.

But it was a WAY fun weekend.
"Weird Al" has a charisma that's all his own. The awkward, the misshapen, the socially inept flock to his banner.