On April 4, 2019, which feels like ages ago, mainly because it was 453 days (1 year, 2 months, 3 weeks, 5 days) ago, I read on Loudwire.com the sad news that Ozzy Osbourne Suffers Serious Injury, All 2019 Tour Dates Postponed.
I remember 4/4/2019. When Karen and I were eating brat patties with mashed potatoes while watching "The Big Bang Theory," I told Karen that the Ozzy Osbourne concert had been postponed to June 30, 2020.
She asked, "What if we're busy that night?"
I said, "Does it involve boobs?"
She said, "No."
I quipped, "I'm going to see Ozzy Osbourne."
Not more than 1 hour later, my friend Jason Lester called me. He was the friend who originally asked me if I wanted to go with him to see Ozzy in concert.
He was quick and direct: are you still in for Ozzy for the postponed date, he asked.
You know my answer.
Thus, tonight in Des Moines, IA, I am going to see Megadeath open for Ozzy Osbourne at the Wells Fargo Arena. I cannot wait!
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