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My anal retentive maternal upbringing strikes again.
So it’s the first day of the Austin City Limits Music Festival, and I got here before the gates were even open. I woke up wide awake as a kid on Christmas morning, 9 a.m. sharp. I haven’t even done that on Christmas in a decade, maybe more. I made a couple of stops before heading downtown (where lights will be shinin’) and grabbed the special shuttle to take me over to Zilker Park. It had the same feeling of happiness for me that I get when I go on vacations and wander off by myself, as I have done in San Francisco and London. It was a wonderful feeling to experience that here in my adopted hometown. Waiting in line at the gate, I ran into a dear freind, also on her own for a while. More dear friends are coming. Great music is coming. A wonderful adventure, a relaxing weekend, a lifetime memory is about to occur, and the one thing I am happiest about?
The first 1000 people here get a free misting pocket fan. Mom, you were right, it’s good to be early.
Rock and Roll beckons…………