I just came back from seeing my favorite punky folky comedy rock band, The Dead Milkmen. Shortly after I got there I saw their singer Rodney Anonymous standing right in front of me. I shook his hand and had a brief chat about how much I love them. It was pretty amazing.

There was an odd mix of opening acts, all local. First was Mr. Kitty, who assume are named after Cartman's cat, a weird industrial electronic duo, not really my thing. Then came Chant, just one guy with an enormous drum set and recorded electronic music. His drumming was super impressive, easily the best of the openers. Then a kind of bland indie rock/punk band called The Golden Boys.

The Dead Milkmen were awesome of course. I was right up front, close enough I could read their set list taped to the floor in front of them and sang a few lines into the mic when it was stuck in my face.

Afterwards, while I was waiting for my bus, this pretty little hispanic twink came up to me, said "como estas", shook my hand and just held onto it and caressed it. He told me I was beautiful and asked if I was looking for a boyfriend. I politely told him no, then he asked if I would give him a hug. As flattered as I was, I had to shoot him down. Yikes. Besides, I bet he says that to all the guys.