Living Reflections from a Dream

Hi, Jody again with a fun little rant!

Ok, I desperately wanted Radiohead tickets. And I desperately tried to get them. Unfortunately, tickets were sold out in about 3 minutes, and I didn't get any. And now in addition to the generally recognized rants about TM, like that they charge fees to charge you fees, I now am seriously questioning how they operate. I mean, yeah, of course they are corrupt, but I had no clue just what level of corruption they operate on. It seems that in those three minutes of Radiohead ticket sales, about 3 fans got hold of tickets and the rest were snatched up by scalpers. I say this because the scalpers have hundreds of tickets for sale online and they are charging ridiculous prices. So I can't help but think that TM just hands tons of tickets over to the scalpers for a nice little profit. That's probably not a shock to anyone I suppose, but I'm naive and still remembering the day where a fan of a band could somehow get their hands on decent tickets without paying $300 over the ticket price.

So I'm proposing that John Ashcroft make use of that damn Patriot Act and start spying and investigating what the hell is going on. Because one day, Mr. Ashcroft is going to try to buy some tickets to see the Statler Brothers or Oakridge Boys, and he's going to experience the profound disappointment that I experienced when trying to purchase my Radiohead tickets.-----
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It's E. While your beloved Amy is busy making her big move from rentville to ownerville, I have temporarily taken over the reins at Living Reflections as a guest host!

While Amy completes her move, I am preparing for my own. Yes, I am one of those twenty-somethings you've heard about that are..... moving back home with their parents. I know it is the best move for me financially. With my shopping habit, if I continued renting, I'd be ready to buy something in the year 2026. Actually, even that is a joke. I'd never be ready to buy my own house. Now, by just saving rent and utilities, I'll have a 20% down payment on a condo in less than two years. Now that I am faced with the reality of moving back home I am trying to focus on the positive: laundry services complete with folding and ironing, a personal grocery shopper and chef, a maid, shuttles to the T and that is just the tip of the iceberg. And, it is all free. I asked my father if I could pay him something and he said "Ah, ya, you buy the booze. Just kidding. I don't want your money." My parents have been trying to lure me home since I left so I have the added benefit of actually making them happy in the process. Could this be true? It seems like a dream. Why would I have ever left? I'll have to check back in on November 3rd with that update. I am moving back on November 1st, so something tells me that it will only take about 3 days for the "honeymoon" to be over. Wish me luck!-----
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It's Jody, your friendly website ghost.

Apparently buying a condo makes people take leave of their senses. This is evidenced by the fact that Amy chose to give me a password to her site. I'm still deciding what edits I'm going to make. Shall I profess (on Amy's behalf of course) love for the Republican party? Shall I make it one big Cornell lovefest? Or how bout changing it to the Yankee's fan headquarters. Hmmmmm. The possibilities are endless.

Unfortunately for all involved, I'm in the middle of "vacation" and won't have time to institute any of these changes til next week when I return home. Right now I'm visitng my family in Missouri and spending most of my time with my grandmother in the nursing home. Some days she even recognizes me. Yeah, not exactly a vacation I'm aware, and yet the closest thing to a vacation that I've had in ages. However, it's not a trip completley without joy. I did have the quite good fortune of spotting a man and woman couple at the mall yesterday both sporting mullets. It's reinforced my belief that every shoe does indeed have a mate, and my faith was even further instilled by the wedding proposal I received by my grandmother's 93 year old neighbor in the nursing home. Something to consider, after all, what happens in Missouri stays in Missouri, right??-----
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