Blogs before bed #3.

Tragedy struck today when I was offered a ticket to see Paul McCartney and couldn't take it.

That's terrible, right? It was a last minute deal, but I could've made it if I could've found someone to cover my shift tomorrow night. I would've set my alarm, chugged some coffee, and hit 85 south blasting "Why Georgia" and gunning it for Atlanta to get there in time for the show. I like that spontaneity.

Coulda. Woulda. Can't. Dang it.

Still set to get several concert calls throughout the evening though, so again, it'll be nice to HEAR him live even if I'm not there. Although how baller would it have been to be able to dance with my lady to the music of the Beatles BY one of the Beatles? Very baller, if you're still looking for an answer. This concert is like her Mayer. After it goes down, we'll both owe each other tickets to our favorite artists' shows. It'll happen eventually.

Also, I managed to misplace my car key today. Notice I say "key" in the singular instead of "keys", since I drive a Volkswagen. I've got one of those little switchblade keys that seem REALLY cool, but actually REALLY suck, because they fall apart, they don't attach to key chains, and they cost $250 to replace. Anybody know what I'm talking about? Don't get me wrong, I like switching it open and closed as much as the next person, but it's smaller than my cell phone and falls out of my pocket all of the time. Tomorrow morning is going to be spent tearing my room apart to find it. Can't wait.

Outside of the Paul and keys dilemma, tonight was a chill little night spent catching up with old friends. I went out to Fat Dog's after work to hang out with people I've known since high school, including one friend I've known since kindergarten and another who has just gotten engaged. It was nice hearing about where everybody is these days, because we're all on different pages, but we're all still growing up. Wherever we may be as individuals, we're still down to have a good time as a group. Gotta love that kinda friendship.

Anyway, I'm kinda ramblin' now. Nothing spectacular to reflect on tonight, but it was good. Pillow time for ME. Until next time though, goodnight moon, goodnight sky, goodnight ADB, and goodnight Friday.

Drew.