I got my damn tickets!

We've got decent enough seats. On Mr Lodgey's (aka Brain's side), of course. I'm a happy enough camper at the moment, because our seats are conveniently on the aisle, so that we can possibly get pictures at the encore. (Assuming the venue isn't completely Nazi)

In celebration, I'm not going to talk about tickets anymore. I'm going to post a pretty picture of my Moody men and then pass out.