Tickets.

I just bought tickets to The Tragically Hip concert in Victoria.

Why the hell do I want to see them, you ask?

I have to admit - I'm not a fan.
But I had said that about Pearl Jam and when The Sidekick dragged me to that concert, he proved me wrong.
Let's hope he can make it two- for-two.

Just in case, maybe I'll bring some eggs to chuck.
The concert's not until January, so I'll let them stay good and warm until then.
I figured I'd smuggle them in by stashing them in my pants.
(I'll at least get two of them past Security, right?)

I'm actually looking forward to it.
(But I won't tell the Sidekick that.)

Later.