I just got my mid-term back in Spanish and got a B. Good, I will not get hassled during Super Bowl Sunday from Mumsy about how much money she spent for my education. Speaking of mother, she's finally getting a job promotion. Now I have to find presents for her on top of my sister's birthday present for next week.
Outside of the concerts for all things to do with PBS (Sesame Street/Barney at Radio City/Sherry Lewis/The Big Comfy Couch) I believe the first concert I saw out of utero (my mom tells me I was kicking up a storm while pregnant at a Bob Dylan concert) was The Beach Boys when I was about 6. It was Halloween, my mom fell ill so my Dad took me instead while I was still in my skeleton costume. In a sea of Hawaiian shirts of middle-aged folk, I was the most hardcore person there.
Updated On: 2/3/10 at 11:12 AM