Bono loves TJ, too!

Last night was the U2 show. I have mixed feelings about the whole event. On the one hand, the show was awesome. And not just because Bono came out asking if Thomas Jefferson was in the house. On the other hand, we sat on the interstate for an hour before the show just to move TWO miles. And after the show? We sat parked in a garage for forty-five minutes while no one could move a single foot. By the time we got out of that garage the city was a ghost town. In fact, I just learned my cousin Leslie, who drove to the show from Richmond, made it back home to Richmond before I got home in Charlottesville. The show was in Charlottesville! Ugh.