Counting Crows or Cars...

Sometimes things work out,

and sometimes they don't.

For example, the Wilco show was splendid.

So, in order to keep balance in the universe, the Counting Crows show

did not go so well...

Actually, it probably did, but we weren't there.

We got to see this instead:

Taillights. 

Red ones.

For 3 and 1/2 hours.

It's too easy to forget the rule that if you are on a highway 

in the northeast between 3:30 and 8:00pm you won't actually 

make any real progress towards your destination.

By the time we got to the concert Maroon 5 had already come and gone

and the Counting Crows were just finishing up.

I think we heard four songs.

Well three, actually, because a group of drunk girls in front of us 

sang "Long December" so loud that they were all we heard.

And they didn't even know the lyrics.

At least we were in good company.

After what was left of the show,

we decided to go back to the hotel room that Colleen and Cody 

had rented for the evening.

 We ordered a huge, greasy pizza

and soon forgot all about our wasted road trip.

Because at the end of the day 

life is only what you make it...

and it is pretty darn good 

if it's large and cheesy and has lots of pineapple.