Hello, no one.

Just got home from the Ben Folds concert, where I may have been the only person who didn't feel compelled to take a picture with my phone. The concert was great, of course, but I felt bad for the two guys a few rows behind me who got kicked out for refusing to sit down during the songs where the rest of the section didn't feel like standing. That felt kind of wrong. Those Ryman ushers can be a little unforgiving, but they're old, and that trumps muscle. You just have to listen to them.

I don't think anyone's reading this blog because it's still not showing up in the blogging challenge feed. So goodnight, nobody.