I've been on the Mitch Hedberg bandwagon for some time. He's performing tomorrow night at the Warfield, and I can't go. While devestated, I'm attending a toga party that I really can't miss. Thus, if any of you are going, please sneak in a tape recorder and burn me some funny. I love this guy.
If you're unfamiliar...www.mitchhedberg.net
In similar and sad news, the Sister Sissors concert sold our in 2 hours, before I could get tickets. I never had a chance. Jason e-mailed me in China, alerting me to their impending arrival. I assumed I was the only psycho obsessed with them and I could pick up our tickets whenever. Not so much. I am one of many psychos, and those freakshows beat me to the punch. Too bad. I've been looking for an excuse to wear that red Chinese dress again. Never fear. That night, I'm having my own personal listening party, in the dress, dancing away. Although, that's pretty much me every day anyway...
The song, "I Keep Forgetting (We're Not in Love Anymore)" is stuck in my head. I hadn't heard that since I was a kid. That song rocks. Seriously. Re-listen to it. It's hardcore primo.