This is a short clip of the chorus of "I will follow you into the dark" from the concert. Sorry for the fidelity. My once high-tech phone is now relegated to a Fisher Price "My Very First Cell Phone'" status. The dude performing it, if you didn't know, is Ben Gibbard of Death Cab for Cutie.
The concert was great. There was a two-hour delay because of the weather, but the show went on. Tegan and Sara were the opening group. They did a good job. Rogue Wave were billed second, but were bumped because of time restrictions. DCFC were great. I, like I said before, am not a huge DCFC fan. I was, though, very impressed at their live interpretations of their album work. That is how I measure a band. If they can't play live, it doesn't matter how good their albums are--I don't respect them as much.
I got my CT scan today. The doctors finally got my pre-meds cocktail right to counter my allergic reaction to the iodine dye. I was so relieved, because the way I would be effected by the iodine was not fun at all. Now all that happened was that I sneezed a couple of times and my eyes and testicles felt like they were on fire. Believe it or not, this was major progress. I won't find out what my oncologists find until tomorrow (or today, Wednesday, when you are most likely reading this). I am hoping for a brand-new puppy and they will cut it off of my lung so I can hug, love, and read him bedtime stories at night. Either that, or they just determine that it is scar tissue and not cancer...again!
Imagine this for a second: you are a kid and an angel comes into your room; the angel tells you that your dad is going to sneak into your room one night, naked, and beat you up. This is the reason that I am not God, or an angel. I would be too tempted to mess with people.
I'm off to see the wizard. Peace!
3 years ago