Elizabeth and I don’t go to a lot of concerts. Or, Elizabeth and I go to a bunch of concerts. I don’t know which of those two statements is more true; it probably depends more on the perspective of the other person involved in the conversation, in this case, you. I’d say we average about 3 concerts a year, which has been pretty consistent over the 22 years we’ve been married. 3 concerts a year doesn’t seem like a lot, thus validating the first statement; but if you add up all those shows over the years, we’ve seen somewhere between 60-70, which I think fits the technical definition of a bunch.
It’s important to understand that Elizabeth and I aren’t extreme personalities; as a rule, we don’t like extreme sports, we don’t watch extreme television, and we don’t do extreme things. We’re big fans of the golden mean, of stability, of routine. To us, extreme is putting the kids to bed and then…watching a movie, or if we’re really out of our minds, having sex. The fact that both of us will be asleep before it’s over tells you just how horribly pathetic we are, both at determining what qualifies as extreme behavior, and also in carrying it out. Perhaps you can imagine just how daunting the prospect of back-to-back concerts appeared to two such small, hum-drum individuals.