Yesterday Ken left early for the airport, and then I went back to bed and slept for a few more hours. Ceridwen came over at 9 to give me a much needed massage (one of those “hurts so good” experiences as she tried to break up some of the knots in my shoulders) before I went to chiro. The adjustment went well (thanks to the massage). I picked up some groceries, came home, and did things like pay bills and catch up on e-mail until it was time to leave for Tani’s. No editing, alas, and I did accept that the Every Little Kiss story wasn’t going to get done in time. But, I’ve realised that it will probably be better as a longer story, so I will eventually finish it.

I had every intention of getting up at 8 a.m. this morning and being at B&N at 9 to write for a few hours (before all the tables filled up), but I didn’t get to bed until 2 a.m., thanks to the Styx concert last night. Ah well. We make these sacrifices, and being inches away from Larry isn’t much of a sacrifice, really. Although I would be happy to be sacrificial for him. To him. Ahem.

This was a special recording of the KLOS Jim Ladd’s Living Room show, held at the House of Blues at Universal Citywalk. Tani and I got there at 3:30 and ate, and staked out the venue. Since it’s a restaurant, they built a low temporary stage (came to mid-thigh on me). They closed the place at 5:30 so we went out (having met up with a couple of other people) and waited outside, first in line. Here’s an odd statistic: there were 6 people to start, and 3 were named Lisa.

So of course when we got in (at 8 or shortly thereafter), we were right up against the stage, which was all of 10 feet long and 8 feet wide, and thigh-high on me. If I leaned forward, I could have rested my chin on the keyboard (which, thankfully, was not a spinning keyboard, or at some point during the concert I would have been knocked out).

Styx came out at about 8:45, and proceeded to play a couple of warm-up songs before the Jim Ladd show. The entire concert was, well, awesome. Funky acoustic versions of some of the songs, a nice, relaxed atmosphere, and the band I’ve been following for more than 20 years inches away from me. I can’t explain to my 17-year-old self inside that yes, it does get better from that first nosebleed seat concert, and it will continue to get better.

I spent a lot of time watching Larry play keyboard. Watching his hands. Having impure thoughts about his hands. Ahem.

Ricky deliberately flipped me a pick, which was so sweet of him, and afterwards, I asked Larry for his set list, and he kindly obliged. I specifically wanted it because he’d written some notes on it before the concert started. They were reminders about how each verse started on the two songs he sang lead on. Hee.

Tani and I ended up stopping for food on the way home, so I didn’t stumble in until 1:30 a.m. or so, at which point I had to send the obligatory rambling stream-of-consciousness e-mail to Sarah, involving every detail I could remember about the concert (what they wore, what they played, what they said, blah blah blah). Aren’t you all glad I don’t subject you to these uncensored, unedited

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So, Styx just announced their summer tour dates, and I’m coming up with all sorts of plans that I’m tossing out to Ken. My joke about following them around on the bike (and his immediate agreement) doesn’t look entirely like a joke anymore…

I signed the e-mail “your devoted wife and rabid, slavering, irrational Styx fan”. I know my priorities.

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I don’t want to work today. I don’t even want to be awake, but I am. I want to watch TV and weave on the inkle loom, and that’s about it. But I desperately have to work, and so I shall. But I’ll complain a lot about it to the cats.

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This confusion probably didn’t originate here (and most of you probably won’t even understand it), but I’ll mention it just in case. Maren is our unofficial retainer, not Muirenn. Similar names, both good friends, but not the same people. Apparently it’s gotten around that Muirenn is our retainer, and it caused some consternation with her Pelican.

Please correct anyone who remains in error, and feel free to send people to us for questions or clarification. Thanks!

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Okay. Got today’s chunk of editing done, although it wasn’t easy. I did watch some TV (“Enterprise”, “Charmed”, and “Frasier”) and weave, which was nice. I talked to Ken—he set up the computers so we can talk via iChat, rather than pay for a cell phone call. It’s weird talking at a computer.

I’m really starting to ramble now, so I think I’ll just go to bed.