So my brother calls me tonight and tells me that he’s going to the Dave Matthews Concert. I scoff, and tell him that I checked, and Dave isn’t coming to California anytime soon. To prove my point, I go online and discover that there is a free concert in Golden Gate Park on the 12th (which is of course now sold out) and a concert near Sacramento tomorrow. Ticketmaster and their concert notification service can bite my white butt, ’cause I didn’t know about either of these.
Upon hearing that there’s a concert tomorrow Aaron was immediately in full-on “I’m going” mode. I warned him how the last time he went to see Dave Matthews without me his girlfriend got sick and practically puked all over him, but he wasn’t dissuaded. Left with no other option, I made a quick call to the boss, did some magic on iflyswa.com, and now in about twenty hours the Holliday boys will be jamming along with Mr. Matthews and friends. At some point I’m told that I’m going to grow up and become responsible, but until then it should be a heck of a ride.
