No really... he fawns all over warm, sweaty, stinkey shoes as if they were the hottest date he's ever had. Once he's rubbed all over them, laid on his side and held onto them with his front paws while kicking them with his back paws, he then does whatever he can to physically get inside... usually all he can fit is his entire head, but really, I think that's enough. Get a room already!

So having expanded on that little issue... on to the next!

Fuego and I went to see ok go tonight at the Great American Music Hall, it was pretty awesome!

If you've never heard of ok go, then you've certainly not been following Fuego's blog (they're her new favorite obsession). Here is a sample:



Anyway, the concert was a blast... except that the "warm up" band, called "Quit your day job" (something they should NOT have done) just plain sucked. They sucked like I have never heard a band suck before... and when they were done sucking, they sucked some more. I think the teenage girl next to us put it very well when she said -- "well, that was pointless."

At least ok go made up for it with a great performance.

More tomorrow (we're going to Disneyland! ... no really, we are.)