mini review of the evening

Company for tonight's concert: fantastic
Beer consumed: lots.
Justin Townes Earle: surprisingly great. (Surprising mostly because I'd never actually heard his music before.
James McMurtry: unsurprisingly great, and he played everything I really wanted to hear ("Restless", "Bad Enough", "Childish Things", "Choctaw Bingo", "Just Us Kids", "Ruby and Carlos", "We Can't Make It Here").
The sound guy: um, not so much with the fabulous. Frankly, I listen to McMurtry for his lyrics, and when you can barely hear any vocals in the mix it's not so conducive to making out what's being sung. Luckily that got fixed during the first song.

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• His Songs? Bleak. His Future? Bright. - washingtonpost.com
  Washington Post article on James McMurtry.
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What I'd intended to do this evening: go to the fair, see Scythian and Joan Jett, eat food on sticks, ride the ferris wheel, maybe pet some cute, fuzzy critters, watch fireworks, cheer the hell up.

What I actually did: spent two hours and close to $200 at the vet with our guinea pig. Yay, after-hours emergency vet pricing. Well, at least I got the petting of cute, fuzzy critters part of the evening done. (He's apparently got some sort of infection in the socket where his right eye used to be; we came home with painkillers/anti-inflammatories and some heavy-duty antibiotics.)

Now there's Chinese delivery on the way and an impressive lightning storm. Maybe "Kung Fu Panda" later, if we're feeling up to it.