A Prairie Prince designed tour shirt with Todd's face on it so huge that God offered it a joint from up on cloud nine?
THIRTY FIVE DOLLARS.
Watching the band rip through a show so triumphant it made the perfectly acceptable (if inferno-like) night before in Austin seem like a sound check?
TWENTY SOME BUX, PLUS SERVICE CHARGE.
Witnessing Todd sail off the stage like that poor Ski Jump dude on Wide world of Sports and come back up swinging?
Gonna try to get back to my real life now. "Break a leg" on the rest of this tour!