Styx

I should be doing something useful, but... I'm not. I'm still a little groggy from last night's Styx extravaganza in Lowell. If you ever go to the Lowell Memorial Auditorium, don't bother getting the floor seats, they stink. Go for the balcony, which is where we ended up sitting. Had I known, I could have saved some money, but I digress...

According to Steven, they played all sorts of stuff that they haven't played since 1984, including Mr. Roboto. Also, evidently Chuck Paluzzo, whose name I may or may not be spelling correctly, was playing bass on a few songs, and I was told that he hasn't toured in ages. He told me that I've seen a lot for only having seen two shows. Some of the songs they played last night were things he had never even heard, after following them for years. So, yay, Styx!

They also had no opening band and played two hours. Be jealous!

Just to indicate how cute we are, these are what we ended up wearing yesterday, both modeled by me:

The shirt I have from last tour

I should eat lunch, but I am absolutely not hungry at all. This is funny because I haven't had anything to eat. Presumably, we'll eat an early dinner because we'll have the kid until six tonight and evidently, it appears that if he is not home at five, he will not be fed EVER AGAIN. Or not, but evidently, there was some sort of fit thrown because he wasn't taken out to eat one night when Steven had him until 6 and the rest of the family had already eaten. I don't know. I don't want to know. All I know is that eating out every single night we have him is a) no good for him, fat and calorie-wise and b) far too expensive for us. I can't believe how incredibly fattening kids' meals are. It's effing scary.

Right-o, I need a shower and to get motivated to do anything besides sit here for the next hour and a half.