But apparently a group of people that work with someone I know that used to come see my old band DID. It’s kinda like that scene in Ferris Bueller…

“My best friend’s sister’s boyfriend’s brother’s girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who’s going with the girl who saw Ferris pass out at 31 Flavors last night.”

Those inglorious bastards. They took my ticket. Oh well… guess I won’t be starting my own recording studio , investing in my child’s future or paying off my mortgage anytime soon. But at least I won’t lose any sleep thinking about how to spend the money…