[Slowhand] What happens in Chicago...

[Sheryl Liskow]

Steve,

Are you sure this wasn't a recent dream or has it taken you this long to
come back to earth to relate this story.

Sheryl
  -----Original Message-----
  From: Steve Proctor [mailto:drpr at earthlink.net]
  Sent: Tuesday, August 07, 2007 11:49 PM
  To: Slowhand Digest
  Subject: [Slowhand] What happens in Chicago...


  ...stays in Chicago.  Well, OK, this story is too good not to share.

  I was sitting at an outdoor restaurant enjoying my meal and the beautiful
weather.  It was pleasant enough watching the people go by.  Then suddenly
everything changed from serene to surreal.  I thought for a moment that my
burger had hallucinogenic mushrooms.  But no - it actually was Eric Clapton
walking toward me.

  Not wanting to call attention to him or interrupt him during a private
time, I refrained from saying anything to him.  I tried hard not to stare as
I puzzled over why Eric Clapton and his two companions were standing five
feet from me.  Then I realized they were waiting for a table.

  It was at that moment that I decided I should go on a diet.

  I walked over to the group and said "Eric, I'm finished eating.  Would you
gentlemen like my table?"  He replied "Oh, that's most gracious of you!"  I
tried to thank him for the upcoming Crossroads Guitar Festival but he was
already sitting down - in the very seat I had just vacated!

  I can now truthfully say that I once warmed up for Eric Clapton!
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