tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1703216720277468682.post1289019643428064644..comments2008-01-20T17:40:56.922-05:00Mikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00789336569483419136noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1703216720277468682.post-7822538731813841252008-01-20T17:40:00.000-05:002008-01-20T17:40:00.000-05:00It was, indeed, awesome. There were several shouts for BTTIGTP before we actually left for said destination. He didn't do the spoken intro, since it was mashed up with "I Say a Little Prayer," as I wrote. <BR/><BR/>I'm not sure how the new arrangement went over, honestly, with the people who wanted the usual loooooooong roadtrip to Arizona.Mikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00789336569483419136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1703216720277468682.post-33606732271409424062008-01-20T15:04:00.000-05:002008-01-20T15:04:00.000-05:00Brent saw Isaac in the 90s. He said that just in front of him an older man in a suit kept yelling out stuff like 'what time we going to Phoenix, Ike? I'm coming with you!' and 'when does the train to Phoenix leave, Ike? Let's get on board!' He said it was totally awesome.<BR/><BR/>We were in Memphis for MLK Day 2002. Us and hundreds of African-Americans filing past the Lorraine Motel...Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03896817139131485525noreply@blogger.com