Well, I was pretty freakin' drunk, so the fine points eluded me, but
the show at The Showbox was by far the best time I've had in a while. I finagled my way backstage to see Unks, even though I had no pass. Then I lost my cell phone. Since I was drunk enough that I actually had the balls to talk to people and ask about the cell phone, I ended up the beneficiary of divine goodwill, and got it back.
Anyways, hubby is the best hubby in the world. He got the job at U.W. So now I get to spend a lot more time drunkenly harassing Unkie, and playing music. In theory, at least.