My favorite band is playing in town tonight. The show starts in 7 minutes. I am cleaning my house and getting costumes together. And preparing for the party tomorrow night. Sigh.
And I just couldn't bring myself to buy tickets to see the PopTarts American Idols tour. Mostly, because I would be the only person there over 16 who didn't escort my own kids. And it sold out before I could get them. So, no Guster and no Taylor Hicks this summer. Worst summer ever.
And no iPod. Sigh.
That is all.
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A Childish Charlatan's Charades About Chicago. (Formerly: A myopic misanthrope's misadventures in Massachusetts.)
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