We were going to go out last night for Brian Machado's birthday jam at Old I, but at the last minute wimped out.

Oh we are getting so old.

Actually we had a household emergency (not even home-owners yet and we're tied to The Man that is the house) and Cory had to be up at 7:45 a.m. this morning to help his boss move. Brutal. I slept in of course. Actually it was the first day of my vactaion that I did sleep in -- and because it's Saturday it doesn't really count as "vacation" per se. I suck at vacations.

Speaking of house angst (see various posts below), I am quite thrilled to see that a house previously listed at $350K - a 2bdr, 900 square feet, chain-link encircled, dubious neighborhood-dwelling house - now reduced to $325K.

Take that greedy realty people.

It especially makes me feel good because one of our realtors (yeah, we're so high maintainence that we have a "team" of realtors) tried to convince me the other day that I need to "get out of this mindset" of worrying about escalating prices, particularly escalating prices in crap neighborhoods. It's just what the market does, he told me.

Ha. Wrong. Perhaps if I complain and whine long enough the entire bubble will burst.

Today = a trip to S.F. -- I hope the sunny weather will hold -- and then, if all goes well, back to Sac Town in time to see The Radar Bros. play at the Blue Lamp. Hopefully there will be more people at the show than the last time they came to town (1997, Press Club, a Sunday night -- I drove home early from NXNW just to see them) and I was the only one at the show not in one of the bands. Yeah, that was kind of weird. But still a good time. I imagine they'll be even better if they have a real audience this time around.