A definite high point of the year, so far [ed. note: subsequently surpassed by 10/29/07...]: front row tickets to see Rush at Shoreline. At face value, no less. Purchased from the ticket office, no less. An hour before the show, no less. Who knew things worked this way? Well, my friend Kevin, apparently. Phenominal show. Go see 'em. They're better than ever.
My only question: if you're driving into the past, how can history be receding in the rear-view mirror?