a case of the Mondays

I always hate to go back to work on Monday morning. We spent the weekend in Dallas. Saturday was Edgefest 18. I haven't missed one of these in several years, and I wasn't about to start with this one. Apparently plenty of people decided not to attend, as this was by far the smallest crowd I have seen at Edgefest in a long time. For those unfamiliar, Edgefest is an all day concert event held annually (usually in April). For some reason this year they did it twice. Despite the small crowd, and maybe because of it, we had a terrific time. The bands we saw this year were Seether, Papa Roach, Rise Against, Toadies, Staind, Offspring, and Stone Temple Pilots. I've seen almost all of these bands before, and they were all good. Here is a little blog factoid: the first and last time I saw Stone Temple Pilots was November 16, 1996. I know because I still have the ticket stub. Back then the Superpages.com Center (which used to be the Smirnoff Music Center) was still called the Coca-Cola Starplex. I wouldn't bet money on it, but I think it may have been the first rock concert that Tiffany and I ever went to together. She will probably correct me after she reads this. Women remember everything. She did drag me to see George Strait and Brooks & Dunn before good taste prevailed. After the show on Saturday, we spent the night in Frisco with Sarah and Josh. Sunday morning they made us waffles and we watched the movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall. I thought it was hilarious. Mom, don't rent it. We left around noon to run a few errands before heading home. Coming back around to Monday, it was a pretty boring day until about 4:00 this afternoon. I got a call from our realtor with an offer on our old house. At 5:30 I was signing contracts. They still have to do an inspection and all of that mess, but barring any major tragedy our house is sold! It it s huge relief to be out from under that mess. I do not recommend making two house payments if you can avoid it. Anyway, it's getting late and Tiffany will be home soon. I'll ask her about the concert.

I Am...I Said

"Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated." --Samuel Langhorne Clemens

October has nearly come and gone. It has been fairly relaxing for us. Up until this past weekend we have done very little of note. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the next few weeks will be quite a bit busier. I will do my best to keep everyone informed. Starting off, we just got back from Oklahoma. We bought my Dad tickets for his birthday to see Neil Diamond in Oklahoma City. Neil is 67 years old and showing no signs of stopping. We all had a fantastic time, even though Tiffany and I were amongst the youngest people there. Actually there were people of all ages there, but a lot more gray hair than the shows that we usually attend. The show was a little over two hours and a great mix of old and new songs. If given the chance, I would see him again.

Earlier in the day, we made a stop at the Oklahoma City Memorial site. The memorial was quite impressive, and there was a nice museum with tons of information about the bombing and the building itself. I just don't understand how anyone could kill innocent people like that. I have included a few pictures which will probably not do it justice. There is a reflecting pool between two walls. One wall has 9:01, which signifies the time before the bombing. The other wall reads 9:03, and represents the time afterwards in which the world would be forever changed. The chairs outside represent the 168 people who died in the blast. The shorter ones represent children. I would definitely recommend seeing this to anyone who makes it to Oklahoma City. It really gives you a lot to think about.