The Red Hot Chili Peppers must have at least two decent tours left in them and whoever can get me tickets to one of the shows - well - my terms are best negotiated in a less public forum, but I can tell you now they'd be generous. Last night, after a little cooking demonstration with a friend who wants to learn, I saw a DVD of a performance they pulled off in 2003 at Slane Castle.
Maybe it was the wine, or the beautiful meal we had just put together (angel hair pasta in a mushroom roquefort sauce, sole stuffed with spinach and asiago cheese, asparagus salad with this lovely blueberry tart for dessert, which of course I didn't cook because baking is for chicks), but I was enthralled. Considering they've been doing it since 1980 something, I don't even think it's drugs. I think they're honestly that wonderful.
It's all the more remarkable because generally I hate watching pop music DVDs. However, Miss H gave Mr. S the Elvis Comeback Special DVD for his birthday, and I can't wait to see it. Speaking of, my birthday is in exactly one month. Or something. Start saving now! I would like a peaceful resolution of tensions in and around Lebanon and a pony. My chances of getting either this year are slim, but surely it doesn't hurt to ask.
I made an appointment on Thursday with Alex, the most wonderful hairdresser in the world. I wonder what he will do!