punch brothers
i took myself on a date to see punch brothers last night.
i ate extra garlic at dinner,
arrived 20 minutes late,
and didn't have to worry about making dumb conversation or anything.
and the concert was-- once i got over the shock of how little a banjo
player's fingers move and how much chris thile moves-- great.
however, i still want to know who chris thile wants not to get married without him.
-yeh!
p.s. my concert breath was horrific.
but that is the last thing you worry about when you take yourself on a date.