Well, the concert was good! Sorry, no celebrity sightings though! :( but some good music, so it was a good night. ben taylor is good and his sister, Sally, came up for a few songs too so that was fun. I went with Sara, her boyfriend, Kevin, Haylee, her dad, her sister, and three of her friends from back home. we were quite the crowd at this place!


funny story though (well, maybe not so much funny). coming home, it was about 1:00 or so and the streets were still pretty crowded so i thought i would take the train home. no big deal right? well turns out the train that runs right by my house was not running last night so i had to take another train and transfer once. no problem, right? RIGHT! so i get to grand central where i left kevin and sara and was supposed to take the 7 train to times square. what's the big deal? you say? well apparently at 1:30 in the morning, the trains run a little differently. i get on the 7 train and we're going along. i'm thinking, man, this train is going pretty fast and i thought it made a stop at 5th ave? hmmm....all of a sudden i realized that i was going in the wrong direction! the next stop from grand central on this train is QUEENS...CRAP. so i get off in Queens, go to the other side, wait 20 stinkin minutes at 2:00 AM and finally get on a train going to times square. i was SO tired! apparently the trains run on the same track at that hour and ya just have to KNOW....GREAT. i think that that is going to be the end of my commuting in the middle of the night. in hindsight, the $8 didn't seem like all that much to spend on transportation home.

Per request, fashion tip of the day:
Whatever you do, DO NOT, and i repeat, DO NOT, under any circumstances, come into an ann taylor loft in new york city (soho, mind you) and ask the lovely sales associate if we carry baggy women's hawaiian shirts. the overworked, annoyed and underpaid associate will look at you as if you are from another planet, politely say no, as she has been trained to do, and, the second you walk out the door, commence to make fun of you to all of the other associates and even a few clients who may have heard you. BUT if for some unknown reason you cannot resist the wonderful appeal of this odd women's fashion statement, and you must do the above, at least pretend like you don't already own 40 by wearing one into the store to inquire. any questions??