sugarfish

Drove aaaaaaaaaaaaall the way from Hollywood down to Solana Beach to catch Blonde Redhead at The Bellyup. Met a sweet young woman who was also there alone (Ach! I hate going to any kind of show alone. I can't make fun of bad acts with complete strangers unless they initiate!), reading a Romanian philosopher's writings, and then had someone to chat with. And neither of us made fun of anyone. And somehow the evening wasn't so bad.

I seriously love the Blonde Redhead.

Good show. Too many heads to try to see over, though, at the Bellyup.

Oh, and I made great time going and returning!