he was telling the story of the fan coming from Tokyo, Japan for the first night's show (I don't recall all the details - had trouble understanding some of the banter), and she was only attending that one show. He said he'd give her a ticket to the next show if she wanted to go. She said she couldn't because she didn't have a way to get there. He's also been doing a little schitck through here about crazy fans. He said he saw the fan at the show the next night and found out some fans sought her out after the show the prior night to offer a ride and lodging too (I think - check the cellcert recording!) He brought that around to that's just the kind of people these crazy folks are, and they've done things like this to help someone out for 10 years now. This is definitely paraphrased and it is well worth listening to the cellcert recording DMom was making. It was so sweet! It just felt like the greatest compliment and acknowledgement that the fandom is very special and he knows it. Makes me tear up thinking about it!
Polk Theatre Inc ?@PolkTheatreGreat show tonight! Clay Aiken really delivered. It looked beautiful too! Thank you to all the remarkable staff, technical crew and volunteers for making it go so smoothy. And of course, as usual, we couldn't have it without you, our fabulous patrons! Thank you for joining us!
(idlefan')The Polk theater is an old movie house that was renovated several years ago. They kept all the funky Aladdinesque details and a particularly gorgeous night sky ceiling oth twinkling stars...a neat old place. There is an orchestra pit that was covered tonight and Clay was not happy being so far from his women, so he kept coming down across the edge in front of the speakers to see and chat with us. My sister and I were right at the bottom of the steps and he kept looking right at us. I know. Everyone thinks he's looking at them but he would not let me go tonight. First he wanted me to sing the carol. "Don't you know any Christmas carols?" Naturally, I had been mouthing the words to every damn song he sang, but I said "no". When he pressed me, I admitted I know them all but I don't sing a note...but my sister does! Then she chickened out too. Good thing, because that guy who got up there belted that sucker outta the park. So when time comes to say Joes name, he came right back to me like a homing pigeon. This time I couldn't get out of it so I walked up there and gave it a lame shot. My smart ass little sister called out to him that I had written one of those stories and he asked me which one. When I told him "the grandfather and ice skates and a frozen pond" he remembered and said "you read it, too, where?" And this was when I froze... New Jersey? PA? It was Morristown but I didn't remember until I sat down. He laughed that it must have made a big impression on me if I couldn't remember but my sweet sister said "she's one of the crazies, she's been to so many she gets them confused." Thanks sis. Really , thanks sis, for going with me tonight and getting us such great seats and being such a sweetheart. I love my sisters even more than I love Clay Aiken, and that's saying a lot!BTW I'm typing on my iPad so please forgive the typos and lack of editing. I'm also still under the influence...My sister knows just about everyone in Lakeland ( not a big town!) and she recognized several people there. When Clay asked who was actually from Lakeland, the applause would make me think more NJU than US tonight. How the hell did that happen? They were all very enthusiastic. Someone even mentioned they were there because of CAP. It's a Christmas miracle!