Our mission could not have gotten any worse. Yet, we arrive in Boston at 4:00 A.M. Eastern Daylight Time. Finally.

Madonna wakes me up at 9:30 A.M. Her little paws tap my cheeks. My eyes slowly open. The queen of pop's little furry face smiles down at me, whiskers tickling my cheek.

"Raweawr!" She gives me the claw right on the lip. She's not as sweet as she looks.

The commuter rail to Mansfield is 20 minutes late. My palms broke into a cold sweat, my head about to explode.

I've been a Rush fan ever since my brother gave me "Exit... Stage Left" when I was only 11. At that time, I was convinced Geddy Lee was a woman. Now I'll get live proof that Geddy is not a female, but only if this train turns up.

I am not going to let my travails of transportation keep me from this concert. I've been waiting 8 years already.