7:30pm sharp, so don't be late.
Y'all are going to laugh your asses off when I tell you that I got to the Birchmere, had barely a bite to eat all day, ordered some food (out of desperation not because I was actually stoked about eating there), and then the waitress never brought me my food. A blessing in disguise? Perhaps. But I was so famished and after nearly 3 hours of Hank talking, I felt like I was going into diabetic shock because my blood sugar was so low. I was annoyed that she actually charged me for crappy food that I didn't even eat.
That being said, Henry was great as usual, just a little too preachy at times. Yeah, I know, that's what I've come to expect from him to an extent, but it seemed to be a little less focused as other times. Worth seeing though.
