Could use a Red Bull

It’s at times like this that my five years of a caffeine free lifestyle get to me. I am just dead beat right now. Four concerts in seven days, all more than an hour drive from my apartment, might just be a little too much for me right now. At least when you add in the fact that I have to work for a living. If I was a music critic sleeping in until noon every day, no problem. But I am technically expected to show up for work in the morning.

I caught most of the White Sox game before I went to check out Sleater-Kinney. I’m not that surprised that they lost. They had won eight straight and it’s always tough coming back from not playing. I know everyone was harping on the Angels playing in three cities in three days but I think that is easier than having three days off and suddenly playing playoff baseball again. I still have hope for the series. Definitely wasn’t expecting a sweep here.

The more interesting story is about what happened to me while I was at the bar watching the game. Ordered a beer and had a woman come up to me questioning my beer choice. I can see that she is wearing a Budweiser jacket and I’ve been around long enough to know that she is a Bud spokesperson who will try to get me to switch beer orders to a Bud product. Which I steadfastly refuse to do. When she asks what I have against Budweiser I answer simply, “I just hate St. Louis”, which made the bartender crack up. She didn’t bother me much after that comment.

(Full disclosure: I was drinking Miller Lite at the time, which (along with Gallo wine) is what I drink when I just don’t care anymore. It’s been my default beer since college. I’ve moved away from it in recent years but it is still what I drink when I don’t want anything fancy or even good. It’s the beer you drink when you just want a beer.)

Not much else of note out there in the world. I mean, other than Brittney removing her bra from an Ebay auction for charity. There is a joke in there somewhere, I’m just not sure where. Plus, we have the potential bird flu pandemic. I did like learning that on vacation Bush read a book on the 1918 flu outbreak and thus is really up in arms about bird flu. I don’t know what is more shocking, the fact that he is actually trying to make some sound preparations or that he actually read a book. (Yeah, I’m not bitter about last November or anything.)

Ok, I’ll try to be awake when I write tomorrow. That said, writing while dreaming might actually be an improvement.