Well, not just, but I got home late last night from going to see Linkin Park. Actually it was the Projekt Revolution Tour, which was an all day misspelled project to blow out eardrums and damage neurons. I took the kid and a friend. Oddly, they're still able to function and hear the world this morning. I'm hearing this high pitched ring and I can't get the spoonful of cereal to my mouth without half the rice krispys ending up in my eyes and nose. The concert? I think it was good. I'm writing this down because there's a pretty good chance that I won't even remember having gone to it once these neural events have played out in my still numb head.