All I have to say is Rabbit troupe sucks.


Jay and I went to Ulrich this evening for an event called "art for your ears." It would have been totally amazing; in fact, it was--there was ice cream, old time jams, and a woman with a voice like Alison Krauss, but there was one problem-- her lyrics were so bad, I couldn't stay. And this is coming from an open minded lover of music with hippie tendencies.

To give you an idea of what I had endure:

soil sisters pass the peace pipe.


Yes, you read correctly. That is just one lyric I will burden you with.

I should have known. A free event in Kansas. No one would be caught dead paying for a concert like that in a real city.

I'm mean and am just going to blame it on the heat.