Well, here I am in the Key Arena in Seattle after spending my whole life waiting on Bon Jovi's shows to actually start. I feel, at least on some level, like the shows in Hawaii didn't exist - as if they existed in a dream world of no complexity and no very little consequence. I mean hell, there, the opening acts were contest winners. Here, it's Dashboard Confessional. I mean, that's a band I've heard of, at least. Not that I know any of their songs, but that's on me for being a lame-o and not on them for being a local "battle of the bands" winner.
So tonight is all new. It's bigger and badder than before, and there are moving screens and giant hammers (not working yet) and audience members to prove it. Besides, this arena probably holds 3x as many people as the Blaisdell. Whatever, this arena is in Seattle, and the Blasidell is in fucking Honolulu.
Otherwise, I'm on the road for the forseeable future, which is weak, but whatever. At least it means that Promptin' West is poppin' off with style. There's the very real possibility that we'll even have two jobs going on at once at the start of March, which'll be great. Anyway, more later, but I just wanted to post a picture of my face for you to laugh at (if you can see it in the dark). Also, that pic is actually 640x480, so if you right-click and choose "view image" or whatever your browser says, you'll be faced with a face that's twice as big. Eew. I wouldn't recommend that.
This has turned into quite the rant on home leaks, so I'm putting it after the fold to help my homepage look less like one long block of text. There are pictures, though, if you want the worth-a-thousand-words version. And to think that I was going to talk about finally reading Sherlock Holmes in this post. And Vegas. And photography. So much to talk about, all drowned out (pardon the metaphor) by the din of rainfall.