The Gin Blossoms show was pretty cool and it was at the new Nokia Theater in Times Square, which is really nice. Plus the show was free as they were doing a promotion for the new web tickets...can't beat that with a stick. Josh Kelley and Shawn Mullins opened and they were good too in all their generic singer-songwriter glory. I hadn't been to Times Square in ages and it was really fun...in a tacky, flashing lights sort of way. I admit it, I'm a sucker for neon lights and huge electronic billboards. It was cool hanging out with John (he invited me to the show). It's nice that two people who dated eons ago can still be good friends. But we were like babies when we went out, so I guess it's not so surprising.

The drive home was Horrendous (yes, the capitalization is intentional)! It was raining so hard the windshield wipers were rendered practically useless. Plus, there was so much lightning it was scary. In my illogical mind, I kept waiting for the lightning to strike me. I don't know where my acute fear of being struck by lightning comes from. Maybe it was that Saved By the Bell episode when Screech gets hit and starts receiving radio signals through his brain or something...remember that one? It's a classic. Anyway, it didn't help that my tank was on empty and while filling up, my logic again informed me that I was definitely going to be struck because gas stations are somehow huge lightning conductors. And where the hell was the thunder? Can that happen, all that lightning with no thunder? I clearly am not a science person.

Just bought a ticket for the Bill Bryson reading...I bet he knows all about lightning conductors.