I got tickets to see Nick Cave in September! This is fantastic. I can indulge my old Seattle fantasy of a sophisticated and sexy nightlife. Maybe. Except that I saw a recent-looking picture of Nick Cave and he had a scary little mustache. Hmm.
And speaking of mustaches, last night I had a work dream where in order to answer someone;s reference question I had to consult Mustaches of the Nineteenth Century. Which would, of course, never happen. I never get patrons or questions that cool.
It is another gray Juneuary day.