Inside, the cowgirl uniform seemed to consist of the three B's: babydoll dress, boots, and a beaded cross.
"I Hope You Dance" This night was all about celebrating human acheivement. 100,000 people in this building. I was surrounded by the men and women who built it. Blue collar field workers, deep Texas accents, stories of syrup lines bursting hours before the doors opening, staircase panels not showing up so they had to drywall and tape something suitable at the last minute etc. One of Cyler's colleagues met us in the elevator to go to our Star Level suite--he was still sweating after a quick shower as he had just finished working minutes before the concert started. The level of collaboration, man hours, and planning boggles me. We sat in theatre style seating with a full buffet at our fingertips with nary a concern that the building, in the eyes of its makers, is not quite finished yet. And then come the claims--so Cyler's work isn't finished as he helps figure out who owes whom $ because they didn't finish on time.
From the deck you can see the Ranger stadium and Six Flags off there in the distance.
Reba sang!!!! I like country music for its similarities to Irish folk music--good fiddle, masters of the art of melody, funny ballad-like drinking songs etc. I like Reba for her pixie-clown smile, her last minute crescendo when she holds notes, and her "go on girl" attitude. Her pianist was a gray haired maven that played a churchy-bluesy version of "America the Beautiful." I just shook my head in utter amazement at the musicianship. George Strait's band was everybit as impressive--his fiddler looked like "Einstein gone to Juliard"--a gray-haired longhair. But he could fiddle!!!They opened the roof--it took 12 min. I sat by the "safety guy" for the project as he rubbed his face and hair repeatedly in anticipation/anxiety that it would, in fact, open. He was so happy it opened that he pulled his woman down on his lap and gave her a big kiss! Eat your hearts out Tower of Babel builders. You got nothin' on these guys.
And yet, in comparison with the universe and the work of the Great Architect, it's such a small attempt at building something that will last. I wonder if it will end up looking like the Colosseum in the next millenia. Oh well, for the moment that it exists, I love this building. It has fed my kids, put clothes on their backs, and made my son a world traveler.
And yet, in comparison with the universe and the work of the Great Architect, it's such a small attempt at building something that will last. I wonder if it will end up looking like the Colosseum in the next millenia. Oh well, for the moment that it exists, I love this building. It has fed my kids, put clothes on their backs, and made my son a world traveler.
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