I shook your hand. I'd have kissed your lips gladly. I'm a married man, but it wouldn't have mattered...my wife would have kissed you too.
I was with the Senior Vice President of Sales and Business Development.
But he couldn't hear.
He bought the tickets.
Though he couldn't see.
I was in your world for a few minutes tonight. You welcomed me as a long lost brother, waiting to see me home again.
I was alive. Again.
You were older than I thought. But beautiful nonetheless. I shook your hand.
You gave me more than you could imagine.
You gave me my God back.
You were only a part of the show...a mime...bangin on your drums...dancing...reminding me that I was alive once again. I'm not sure what language you spoke, but I got it....deep within me, something moved...again.
The Three opened the world as they do many nights...bringing lights, color and sound...serving as tour guides for those that would go...and playing a show for those that won't.
I saw the Blue Man Group tonight. As I promised a friend I would, the next time I was in Vegas...on their home turf.
I can't even describe to you what it was like for me, save that I found something I'd lost, and had forgotten...like Toodles losing his marbles.
My good friend, I think you knew I'd find it. I can't stop crying. I just can't, I don't want to...it is so much fun.
Few places in this world speak my language, and it seemed that I'd forgotten it myself. But, I found it. It found me, however you want to put it.
What I saw in the Pink Drummer, I don't even know. I kept asking myself, why am I watching them, but looking at you. They were the show, and they were awesome...maybe it was that you...you get to live in that world...being a part of my temporary.
I mumbled a prayer before it started...something about worship, because I see God in places others don't...and it was heard.
If you are ever in Vegas...the Blue Man Group won't do you wrong.
Even if you don't speak the language.
I asked my colleague if he liked the show..."Yeah, it was a bit odd and sort of different, what'd you think?"
"They speak my language."