Monkey see, Monkey do.

10 things:

Traveled through ten countries in South America by the time I was ten months old.

Marched with Ceasar Chavez before the age of five.

Traveled five European countries at age six

Met Rosalind Carter during breakfast at the White House at the age of nine.

Regularly attended “Free Leonard Peltier” protests before reaching the age of eleven.

Danced with various famous actors at black tie events before reaching the age of fifteen.

Went to the Rocky Horror Picture show for the first time with my parents.

Had dinner at the house of the Peruvian Embassador to the US

Had park rangers, county sherriff, and state police surround me with weapons drawn because they thought I was part of an armed Nazi group.

Witnessed a friend give birth in water. (OK, at least one other person was there, but the rest of you weren’t)

I *hate* ticketmaster... FUCKERS

*AAAAAAAAaaaargh!!!*

I just bought tickets for the damn Boggards show. I *tried* to buy them from the Boggards website, but it kept timing out before I could enter my credit card info. Hello! I type quickly. It took less than one minute. WTF, over?

So I go to the House of Blues website. They direct me to ticketmaster. $3.50 service/processing charge. Fine fuckit. I want to buy my tickets now while I'm thinking about it. Otherwise, I'm likely to forgot until it's too late.

By the time I'm done, They're charging me a $4.00 "Building Facility Charge". HUH??!! And a $15.90 "Convinence Charge". Convinience, my ASS!!!! If I'd realized what was going on (yes, I know I should have paid attention and read the fine print - don't talk to me about that, I'm ranting here) I would have called one of my friends that worked out that way and given them cash to pick me up some fucking tickets!!!!

Patch - the next set of tickets is on you.