Did something completely unexpected today. I saw that tickets for a October 21st Alanis Morissette concert were going on sale and in the process of checking out which tickets were available I ended up buying a pair of tickets. Given my horrendous fortunes in the past finding companions to share “the concert experience” with one would think that I would permanently swear off such things. Apparently not. When does this penchant for such things go from being optimistic to being just stupid? jbb

Citizen of the Planet from the album “Flavors of Entanglement (Deluxe Edition)” by Alanis Morissette