Let's talk about concerts, shall we?

I finally got my iPod ... hooray! It's the most fun you could pack into however-many ounces it is. Anyway, creating the different playlists reminded me that I saw two of my playlist artists, Evanescence and Dave Matthews Band, in concert this summer. I just rewrote that sentence about five times, and it's still a grammatical disaster. Oh well.

So I'll ramble about those performances, because all of this not writing my thesis is kind of boring. Oh, and I saw Clay Aiken too. Shut up, he has a beautiful voice. In addition to a training mullet, an INSANE fanbase, and a pair of pants that I am fairly sure he bought in 1986 at Chess King. I remember them, they had a matching vest and skinny tie. Oh, and that link? Is a prime example of his insane fans. Do pay them a visit, and be appalled.

I saw DMB first, so I'll start there. Although I'm very tempted to start with Clay Aiken, because both his first and last name should be before DMB and Evanescence if I arranged the three of them in alphabetical order. I have a kind of weird obsession with alphabetizing stuff. It's just so orderly, I don't know. That doesn't make any sense considering my car, my computer room, and anywhere I spend a lot of time looks like the eye of a hurricane. But some things just don't make sense, like the fact that people insist on declaring that they "gave 110%." Uh, no you didn't. That would be impossible. One hundred percent is all you can give, see. Listen up, athletes and coaches and the guy who accepted Oscar #655 for Return of the King. You can't give 110%! They should have taken away all of your Oscars for that little blunder. ALL! Well, except for Annie Lennox's.

Well, look what's happened now. All of the people who misuse percentages just used up my rambling quota for today. Tomorrow, Dave, you and I have a date. Let's leave our political views at the door, okay? Okay.