More Wolfmother, Darby O'Gill, and Krav Maga.

Yes indeed, it was a good weekend. Sort of.

The parts where we had company, saw a rock 'n' roll concert, did some catching up... those were good.

The parts where I did homework for seven hours straight on Sunday... not so much.

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I was positively giddy to have all that company up this weekend. It was great to see everyone, including new faces Liegh and Joe (Garmon's brother).

And Garmon looks the same as he did 15 years ago! He protests, says his hair is thinning. Eh, he still looks young, is still funny, didn't get fat... I'm glad that he came up.

So yeah, couple decades later, here we all were again, seeing a concert. We'd all seen the Reivers, Dash Rip Rock, and Eric Johnson for sure. Garmon remembered the Eric Johnson show where the drunk got in my face, literally. I was pretty incensed, and came about as close as I've ever come to getting in a bar fight.

And that means I fantasized about punching him in the nose.

Okay, so that's not all that close.

Anyway, the bouncer came to escort the drunk out. The drunk took a swing, the bouncer ducked, subdued the drunk, and the crisis was averted.

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So we hit the House of Blues in Dallas for the Wolfmother show. It's a nice venue, really a good, modest size. There was some sort of stink-related problem in the men's room, but otherwise it was nice.

But here in 2007, let me tell you it's hard to stand on a concrete floor and watch a concert. We were there for hours, showing up too early. Hey, the tix said 7:30, okay.

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Some band called the Softlightes opened. I'm sure they're very nice boys.

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Wolfmother took the stage at about 9:30, and they rocked, they just did. They were enthusiastic, energetic, and are into the music to the point that you have to wonder if they sit around and listen to their own tunes during their free time.

Big sound for a trio, and the mix was pretty good. The singer (whose name I'm drawing a blank on) has one of those crazy high ranges that worked perfectly well onstage. No idea how guys do that.

It was a physically demanding show on all of us. It aggravated my perpetually sore calf.

Next time we sit in the balcony. We've got nothing to prove by standing.

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Oh, I agree with Toland; as much as I like their CD, they are better live.

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We came home, collapsed, and slept hard. Then we got up, had pastries, and did a whole lot of nothing. I did foist Darby O'Gill and the Little People on them.

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After they left it was homework time. I had an 11pm deadline for my online stuff.

I finished at 10pm.

It sucked. And that's all I want to say abou that.

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So yeah, we don't have cable anymore. We told them in 2000 to cut it off. We were new parents, money was tight, and we couldn't afford it.

They never cut it off. Well, not until now. Yes, we've had nearly seven years of free cable. For the cost of NOTHING, we've been fairly satisfied.

But they did an audit, again, and apparently managed to find what they'd never found in all the other audits.

Being without it's not all that hard. Shoot, we're busy folks anyway. I don't get to see much baseball, and I miss UFC sorta stuff.

I have moments when I think we'll go without it for a long, long time. Other times I wish we had it back.

We'll see what happens.

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And Toland has cable now.

Clearly, the apocalypse is nigh.

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My Krav school is offering Muay Thai as well now, and I'm all sorts of excited about that.

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Good night. Keep rockin'.