Anway, sorry to go on about the dream but it seemed significant. The 10-3 concert was awesome and my first Bowie concert. I could not imagine the recordings of his songs would be that much more powerful in concert! The 10-4 concert was different for me in that AMan joined us but I stood further back, behind the control station and got the full effect of the light show and the videos (I saw the full, real versions of the porn show and the other projections behind Bowie on stage on these small screens. Also the setlist was in full view). Well all in all, the Philadelphia experience was great, made even greater by meeting all the Teenage Wildlifers and partying afterwards on 10-4. But, I did not get to meet Bowie at this point....

Okay so I fly back to Florida that Sunday morning (stayed up all night, only 3 hours sleep in 3 days). I cry and laugh all the way home from the airport (AMan was off travelling for a couple of days so I was on my own), missing all the great people I met and wanting them with me! So anyway I think, oh well, me and AMan will go to the Ft Lauderdale but it probably won't be as fun... and we almost decided not to go! So Weds. 10-8 finally comes, we drive over to Ft Lauderdale in 3 hours and go straight to the venue at 1:00 p.m., just to see what it is like and if people were already in line. We see RobotMonster there and are pleased to see the venue is small. We go back to the motel, check in and go back to get in line. There are others that were ahead of us in line (only about 7-10 people total) and I meet Kelley C., Hans M., and some others who tell me about the 10-7 show the night before and that Bowie had come into the side of the building the night before, just around the corner from where we were in line. He had come out after the soundcheck to sign autographs the night before. So I had Aman hold the line for me and hung out at the end of the building, just hoping to get a glimpse and a quick photo of Bowie going from whatever vehicle (we had seen a limo earlier) and into the building. Okay so about 3:30/4-ish a few equipment buses start arriving, parking on the side of this street and we wait for any signs of Bowie-life. So Kelley and I both continue to hang out and watch what was going on. She had been allowed to shoot photos inside the Chili Pepper the night before and had great shots of Bowie. She brought her Aladdin Sane album cover to get signed inside the cover where the full shot of Bowie was and we joked that if he signed that, she should hang it over her bed. A few hours go by and still no Bowie - we also realized he may not need to do a soundcheck since he played the night before. Security put up a few barriers and I chatted up one of them who was standing there. He told me that they had blown out the speakers the night before and the crew had been there early in the morning setting up 12 new speakers (chances were that a soundcheck would be in order) and he also told me that the Atlanta concert would be a "pitstop".