Let’s hope the old people are, too. Mom, Alex and I are headed out to hear The Who in concert (the half that’s left, anyway), and since they’ve been cancelling dates left and right due to Roger Daltry’s bronchial infection, we’re hoping we’re not just in for some croaking and half-strength guitar-smashing. I’ll let you know how it went, and if he makes it through the whole set. If his voice DOES give out, I’m kind of hoping it’ll be right before the performance of the NEW “Rock Opera” they’ve been doing.

And yes, you read that right. Two 40-year-old people and their mother/mother-in-law, that’s who’s going. My mom will totally be rocking out, y’all.


The only downside to this whole thing is that now if there is EVER a Led Zeppelin reunion Alex will make me go, because that’s where we fall in the great “Who is the better rock band?” argument.  We both love both groups, but when it comes down to choosing just ONE, I fall firmly in the “The Who” camp, while Alex is a Zep-preferring heathen.  He also likes the WRONG kind of dumplings in his chicken and dumplings.  And yet, somehow, we make it work.