Domestic Bliss I'm literally disturbed by how much happier I feel when my house is spotless. I blame my mother. I'm not a horrid housekeeper by any stretch. My place is always presentable these days. However, when I spend a weekend doing all the fine tuning I really feel happy when I'm done. Sometimes I wish I could still be the slob that I was in college.

Ticketed So I have a ticket to go see Neko Case tonight at the Bowery Ballroom in the city. I hope Dennis and Jim will forgive me as I'm not going. There are two opening acts and the listing when I bought the ticket said doors at 7:30, first act at 8:00. Well, that's now been changed to doors at 8:30, first act at 9:00. Neko is scheduled to go on at 11:00 and we all know that means closer to midnight. The last train leaving Grand Central for Stamford is 1:30. It's also a very slow local that doesn't get into Stamford until 2:45. I might not even make that if I stayed for her whole set. It's also a school night. Not a good combo. Sad.

New Addiction I know that Pirate's Booty isn't available in many places. I found it sometimes at Publix in Atlanta. It's widely available around here. I have a new addiction, though. Pirate's Booty with Caramel. Oh my god. You must try this if you see it. It's like caramel corn without the popcorn husks. Amazing. Only two grams of fat, too! Hey, which of my Michigan readers will volunteer to send me a 12-pack of Rock n' Rye? I'm having withdrawal.