so -Tommy- exits stage left, unharmed from his final act of juggling an apple, a bowling ball, and a machete. Tommy also managed to take bites of the apple while juggling it all. (I wondered if he realized how he honored the fans with use of the bowling ball...after all, it is the national pastime in Reading, Pa.) The juggling act, by the way, was a bonus.
Oh, and his last name is..Drake. Tommy Drake. Watch out for him. He's gonna be big someday.
TommyDrake leaves, probably to go check his email...
And after another brief intermission, the lights dim again, and someone "pumped up the volume" on the Cher music. The atmosphere is filled with electricity. The crowd is pumped up too, thanks to Tommy...
Tommy Drake, that is.
Remember his name.
He's gonna be big someday.
The light show begins and slowly, ever so dramatically, Cher enters center stage..from, well...
above...
via a chandelier...
wearing a big famous Cher costume, or maybe it was a big Mummers outfit. I still can't be sure. But it was big, and it was white, and it glittered, and it had feathers. White ones. Big, white, Cher feathers.
I think she is singing. I can't be sure. It sure sounds like her, but I can't see her lips moving. Mostly because I can't see Cher...
Anymore.
She is immediately blotted out like the sun, eclipsed by the standing and cheering Cher fans on the floor and all around her. They love her.
By God, they love her.
(continued, yep, even more...)
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