I know the feeling. I love hanging out with FFF but most of the time I don't get to the show in time. Yesterday I intended to leave earlier but a work related issue came up and by the time I got to the Mann, it seemed a better idea to just go in before the lines really backed up. Barclay's was even worse. Between driving up from Philly, the logjam at the Lincoln Tunnel, and the subway out to Brooklyn, it didn't leave any time for socializing.
But hey, FFF, even if my body can't be with you, my heart will always be.
"Got any flies?"