Saturday...in the park?

I's 2:25; I've got just a few minutes until I have to go face the masses at Rhymes with Sarnes and Choble. Actually, it should be a fairly quiet day, as there's a huge free concert in town today. The Black Crowes are playing at Saturday in the Park, an annual 4th of July weekend concert held across town. I would've like to have gone to see the show, but alas - I'm a working fool. I wanted next Saturday off to attend the Wayne Chicken Show, and then the following weekend is Harry Potter, so Ihad to suck it up and take one for the team tonight. Oh, well - I don't deal with crowds very well - especially drunken crowds - and Rhymes with Yarnes and Foble should be fairly dead, so hopefully we'll get out of there early. It's a nice day; I'd rather be outside playing in the grass than pointing old people to political books that they have no intention of actually buying.

So time to run, my little chickadees. I'm not sure why I said that; it's odd, I know. Strike that, reverse it. Pretend you didn't read it.

Ciao --