we rule

I’m beginning to understand that it’s foolish to tell your friends anything you don’t want to be teased about later. The fellow I went to the museum with on Halloween now has two different nicknames, courtesy of my friends, and neither one of them is terribly flattering. Although they’re both pretty humorous, and I need an easy way to refer to him for the purposes of this entry. So last night, I picked up the MSG (that’s a “metrosexual” reference, not a monosodium glutamate one) from work and we ran a quick errand, then headed to A Clean, Well-Lighted Place for Books for the in-house performance and book-signing by They Might Be Giants. They are on tour, promoting their children’s book, called Bed Bed Bed. While...