Sluggish and nondescript, these are the words that apply best to me now.  As such, there's been a silence upon this journal in recent days.  Not that that's unusual or tragic.  At any rate, a hodgepodge, if you will, of stream-of-conciousnessness missives on a few various subjects.
( Cut for those of you who can't be bothered )

Last night I went to the Aimee Mann concert at the Variety Playhouse. I got there early and bought a ticket, waited in line a very short time, and then went directly to the stage and got a prime location just to the house-left of center. The opening act was Chuck Prophet, who I think would have been better from farther away. His songs were ok, ( Read more... )