Damn you, Henley!!!

And I just remembered that it was two years ago this summer that I had front row tickets to see Don Henley’s solo act when he was scheduled to appear in Northern Michigan as part of the National Cherry Festival.

He cancelled like two weeks before the show; I cried for like three days straight…

How many times can one say “farewell” anyways?

I got an e-mail announcement that The Eagles are coming to The Palace of Auburn Hills here in another month or so with their Farewell 1 tour…

A. haven’t these guys already said farewell two or three different times now?

B. Who in their right mind is willing to pay $177.50 per ticket, plus Ticketmaster’s fees, to see anybody live in concert?!

It’s really too bad, too, because I would’ve liked to see them, but over four hundred dollars between two people is just way too much to spend for a single evening of entertainment…and that’s not even including dinner! I think the most I’ve ever paid for concert tickets was somewhere around $80 a piece for Aerosmith a few years back, and it was a good show, but still hard to tell if it’s worth that kind of cash.

Hell, one could get many a hooker for a fraction of the cost and still have money leftover for bowling the next day…

Friendly friends

I was just clicking randomly and came across somebody who had 269 people on their friends list – two hundred and sixty-nine?!

I’m not saying that she would’ve even had to personally know all or most of them, but how could anyone follow the lives of that many people? I can hardly keep up with my list as it is… 😉

I might be old, but I’m someone new…

I watched a few of the Sports Night DVDs again over the past few days – man, was that ever a good show! The only problem is that I get into a groove with them and end up watching for many, many hours on end. Nonetheless, hands down the best boxed set I’ve ever purchased!

And in those reruns, I came across a new (old) band that’s turning out to be pretty cool, too. This particular song kind of highlights several of the episodes (on disc three, I believe?) where the morale of the story is pretty up and down, but the rest that I’ve heard so far have been decent also. I’m trying to hold back on listening to everything I could find all at once so that I’ll have plenty of fresh music to occupy the myriad of 20+ hour car trips that I’ll be enduring in less than a month, but we’ll just have to see what happens…

Twisted pairs suck…

It seemed like a simple enough idea – borrow a pair of wire crimpers from work, slice off a broken end and replace it with a fully-functioning connector – bing, bang, boom…easy as pie, right?

Now I’ve got a spare fifty foot cable running the length of the house from the hub in my office out to the living room where I use my laptop. Time to switch to wi-fi? I think so…

giant bugs

There is one super-sized fly that has been following me around the house for the past several days. I think he lives somewhere between my office and my bedroom, always ready to make his presence known by repeatedly swooping down at my head whenever I’m trying to sleep or work. There aren’t any long-term effects that I should be aware of if I were to setup a bug zapper inside, are there?

If something isn’t done soon, it isn’t going to matter…

common courtesy

I try to be a good driver – I pull over into the far lane on the freeway when I see someone broke down alongside the road…but it kinda defeats the purpose if you swerve over and pass me on the right, buzzing the guy at 80 mph, now doesn’t it???

Happy Birthday to me!

I usually feel extremely old and out of it on my birthday, but this one’s not so bad…at least this far!

We did a little celebratory deal yesterday, with dinner and all. My sister drew me a comic all by herself (post-production included!), which is probably the coolest gift I’ve gotten in a while…

http://www.l7comix.com/comic.php?id=18

But don’t let my babbling slow you down – let the gift-giving frenzy continue!

…progress…

I’ve been writing all weekend and although I still have a long ways to go, I’m really getting somewhere this time.

After three years and thousands of dollars down the toilet, I can now boast that I completely own my own automobile.

And roughly thirty-three days from today, I’ll be stuck in traffic somewhere between Michigan and Florida. I couldn’t be happier, or at least not without the presence of a woman!