things

Cyn and I went to see Bob Dylan last night. If you've seen him in the last decade or so, you know what it was like, more or less. If you haven't, you probably don't care. Mark Knopfler opened for him, and was excellent. If you've heard him in the last decade or so, you know what it was like, more or less. If you haven't, you probably don't care.

My brain has been pretty foggy this week. I forgot the tickets, and we had to drive home to get them. Two trips into the city last night. Yay. And we missed the first few songs of Knopfler's set. I left my wallet on the center console of the car, during the show. It was still there when we got back. I've been having trouble understanding things at work. And I've been extra cranky.

I've also been pretty exhausted lately. Not sure if the two are related. Last week was worse than this week, though my throat has been scratchy, so I think I am (or was) coming down with something. I might be feeling better today than yesterday.

Last friday we went to see Ian Anderson (of Jethro Tull) in Chicago, where we met Lynda and Mike. It's always good to see them, and the show was great.

It's friday again, what happened in the meantime? I forget.