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Friday, April 12, 2002
I love Craig Northey more and more each time I see him. Tonight he did three songs during the Wallingford show and each one was fabulous. I wanted to buy his and Bruce McCulloch's CD after the show tonight but American Express cards were not being accepted. To that, I say poop.

I was also distressed by the apparent restlesness of some of the crowd during Craig's songs. Certainly most people were enjoying it, but I kept seeing some people use the time to go to the restrooms or get new drinks or what-have-you, and it displeased me.

The show at Wallingford wass in the big barn and there were some appropriately yokel-ish individuals present. I'm thinking of one guy in particular: in the crowd near the merchandise table, standing nearby was someone who was obviously a post-op transsexual. She was very tall and wore all the accoutrements of femininity; there was no doubt as to her gender identification. Nevertheless, some fuckwit in a plaid shirt felt the need to comment loudly to his friend, "What is IT? I don't know what IT is. IT's so tall. IT has to be a man. Look at IT." With each IT I felt more and more like punching this guy in the face. How rude do you have to fucking be? In 2002, at a goddamn Kids in the Hall show we have to hear this kind of shit?

The show itself was wonderful. I actually took notes during the performance, a la Kitana, but it's the last time I'm doing that. Way too distracting.

Oh, we showed up in Wallingford way too early, of course. Gina and I arrived around four, and Cheryl and Mike wouldn't arrive until seven. We bought coffee and a deck of cards, wandered around the dull, empty streets for about five minutes, and then, like the dorks that we are, drove to the parking lot of the theatre, where we stayed in the car and Gina taught me gin. I'd never played before, and I quite enjoyed the game.

It was magic time soon enough. I can't wait until Saturday; my first time in the front row at a KITH show. I've seen these guys live 27 times, and this will be my first front-row experience. I am terribly excited.

(I really should do my homework or go to sleep now or something. But no.)