Hah! Word, Scrappy, although I admit I miss the days when he would tell stories between the songs. And the shows are shorter than they used to be, too. Still awesome, though.

When I saw Springsteen last fall he played for two and a half hours.

Of course, those were the final concerts before they ripped down Giants Stadium so they were pretty special. Each night, among other things, he played an album beginning to end. We got Born to Run. I'd been going to so many club shows at that point that I wasn't sure I'd enjoy a stadium show like I used to -- but, you know, there's a reason they don't call him "That Nice Young Man From Middle Management". My sister got to hear her favorite, Rosalita, and I got to hear Bobbie Jean. They had a new song for the shows Wrecking Ball It was pretty magical. There was so much passion and pain moving through that crowd. If heaven is not at least a little like those shows I'm not sure I wanna go.

I think my favorite concert memory is getting trampled at a Bouncing Souls show in Detroit and having to be pulled out by their overly-attractive bass player (who, having passed off bass-playing duties to one of the opening acts' bassists, proceeded to hold me in his sweaty muscular arms and share the mic with me for the rest of the song). I've had a lot of beautiful emotional sparkly shows with them and other bands and will have many more but... you know.... And it really really hurt but... dude... trampled in Detroit.

They satisfy all salty potato desires but since I bake them they don't have the same heart killing effect as chips or fries.

Wikipedia seems to think they're fried before you get them. [link] So do these guys [link]

Tater tots are always too hot to eat.

They're like hot chocolate that way.

I would LOVE a Pachinko machine, but I live in a house that is owned by another of the Garage Sale Kings. So there is no place to put it.

How has he not yet acquired a Pachinko machine?!?!? That's one slacker pack rat, my friend.

I found some pill-form probiotic stuff at Costco today that I'll also be trying. My tummy hasn't been too pleased with anything that I eat for about a month now. Fingers crossed that this'll help.

I actually bought Activia. I know I'll eat a yogurt every day, pills I'll forget.

Oh Aurelia! Oh that's awful.

How has he not yet acquired a Pachinko machine?!?!? That's one slacker pack rat, my friend.

He does have an oscilloscope in the attic. That makes up for A LOT.

I actually bought Activia. I know I'll eat a yogurt every day, pills I'll forget.

Activia doesn't have as much in the way of probiotics as pill form does, but for people who don't have ongoing GI badness, Activia is probably enough. Or, well, your guts will tell you if it's not.

I forget to eat yogurt, although I used to love it and eat it all the time. Weird. I find now it does weird things with my bood sugar, and makes me unbearably hungry unless I get plain and put my own fruit in it.

I have been listening a lot to NPR's Terry Gross, and for some reason, the whole time I am listening, I am picturing Laura Roslin from BSG doing the interviews. They speak very similarly to me.

My first and only concert was the Warped Tour a few years ago to see Billy Idol. Got to listen to youngsters wondering why all the old ladies were there, saw angry wanna-be punks, got kicked in the head in the mosh pit. It turns out I'm having a life that makes the kids go "Wow!" after all.

He does have an oscilloscope in the attic. That makes up for A LOT.

WOW. Yeah. That really does.

Activia doesn't have as much in the way of probiotics as pill form does, but for people who don't have ongoing GI badness, Activia is probably enough. Or, well, your guts will tell you if it's not.

The intestinal wierdness is (I hope) atypical for me. Fingers crossed.

He does have an oscilloscope in the attic. That makes up for A LOT.

WOW. Yeah. That really does.

I didn't find out about the oscilloscope until after I moved in. I told him that if I hadn't fallen in love with him before I knew about the oscilloscope, that would have done it for sure.

She landed on her feet, so I'm fairly certain that her head and internals are okay, but her feet and ankles are probably royally screwed up. I'm hoping she doesn't have serious compression damage in her spine and other joints.

I was the first person to get to her but it took me a minute. In that time she had already removed her shoes.

Yikes, you need to teach interns to break down and roll when they land on their feet, like you do for parachuting. (They said that landing from parachuting was like landing from a six foot jump but it was more like a 14 foot drop.)

She's a rock climber, so she probably fell as well as anyone would. There wasn't much room to roll. She landed in a box seat.

Besides, doesn't parachuting involve some lateral movement? That would make rolling much easier.