*smooch* (ldy) wrote,

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I have, in my hand, two tickets to see the Tragically Hip in Albany tonight.

At 8:00.

It's 9:15.


First thing, we'd climb a tree, and maybe then we'd talk...
Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts...
With illusions of some day, cast in a golden light...
No dress rehearsal; this is our life...

...and that's when the hornet stung me.

--The Hip; Ahead by a Century

The tickets mysteriously appeared in someone's mailbox. I'd never heard their music before, but had always wanted to see them, because I suspected I knew where their name came from, and figured anyone with that odd a sense of humor was probably worth seeing.

I do believe I was right on both counts.

Beware the boar behind the door
--My current Magic Hat Beer

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