Radiohead.

I'm still recovering from their Sunday show. ^___^ Oh man. To my recollection, it's the best damn concert I've been to. Hearing some of the old stuff was just so.... invigorating and sensual. It was otherworldly. I even called in sick to work on Monday (naughty, naughty!) =^-_-^= I doubt my students would want to deal with me the next day anyway ;)

A five foot tall jerk-off stood up on his seat in front of us and fell backwards. Anyone would assume this was an ill omen but he persisted to stand on his chair. Eventually he obstructed Senor's view and I spoke up. I pointed out that no one else was standing on their seats and he basically had two choices: 1) get down of his own free will, or 2) I could help him get down if he was somehow confused on how to descend safely. He reluctantly got down on his own. He exited half way through the show and never returned. I can only assume my online degree in Telekinesis and Mental Suggestion is, in fact, legit and the guy committed suicide in the parking lot. Go me!

I'm glad I didn't have to go to the Woodlands this time to see Radiohead. Mmmmm. Ecstasy.