So here's the deal: my brother and his friend Elijah went to an Edward Sharpe concert on Thursday because Elijah knows Christian, the lead guitarist in the band. Christian, being a cool guy, said, "hey if you come to the Gentlemen of the Road tour this weekend, I'll hook you up with backstage passes!" I pleaded to be included, and off the three of us went. I KNOW RIGHT. How does this stuff happen.
And after that--the long car ride home till nearly 2am (which Grant drove while I slept because I hadn't eaten and that's just no good, I love you brother). And lots of stories during the following days because what the heck happened that weekend that I was backstage at the Gentlemen of the Road tour. I mean, you can't even pay for those passes, they're only for friends and family and band members and crew.
So. So that happened. Moral of the story: make connections with your brother's friend's aunt's ex-boyfriend. yeah. I mean. crazy. It was pretty darn fantastic and also what is my life.