Oh my goodness!

Wow. It has been a while since I have written anything here. So here begins the downward spiral of this blog, the infrequent additions, the loss of anyone actually caring about if I write something or not including myself, and soon, the ultimate demise and deconstruction of what once was a pretty cool thing. Ah, well. I will write something for now, in an attempt to keep this thing going.
So Sar and I went to two consecutive Mountain Goats shows and I must say, the first was much better than the second. The first, and all ages show, was the one Sar and I had tickets to weeks ago and we showed up after the opening act had already started, and was pleasantly bemused by John Vanderslice selling t-shirts in the back. John Darnielle was a little sickly looking and complaining of a sore throat, but overall the show was very good including some cool impromptu sing alongs of song I knew and loved.
The second show was 21 and up, and it seemed to me to be discouraged to sing along with the exception of the song "No Children" which was a pretty amazing sing along. The thing about the second show was, John Darnielle spoke to the people waiting in line before the show (Sar and I were waiting since 2:00 PM, and he spoke around 6:30 or so.) and his speech was a poem that seemed to me to be nothing but self aggrandizement.
It was a poem that mentions Jesus and how he gave of his body to the apostles, making me feel as though he were trying to liken himself to Jesus. Also throughout the show he made constant reference to his sore throat and being sick and that he shouldn't sing too loud or else "it would be the end" of his career. I don't blame the guy for not wanting to sing loud while his throat hurt or even while being sick, but either sing or don't sing, stop trying to have a pity party with the audience. I wish I could remember the name of the poem, or at least the poet, but all I can remember is that it was Mary something like Roberts. I checked Amazon for a book I thought it might be but couldn't find anything.
In other news, I have had minor oral surgery and much to my dismay it was expensive. On a brighter note, it was relatively painless, with the only exception being the stupid novacaine shots. I HATE NEEDLES!!!!
Now for the weather. It is bloody hot here, and I would say that even though it is not that hot compared to the Midwest, there is no breeze, and in our very sunny apartment, it is too hot to not have air conditioning. Or a fan. Or a breeze of any kind. I am just too hot and I am starting to think that if I turn off my computer it will be cooler in here. Yes. I think this is what I must do. Also, go to the store and take my time choosing a very cold beer to drink. Yes. The cooler section of Safeway is what I need right now. Good bye for now.