I'm So Tired

Cue the Beatles' song of the same name. I am just having one of those very sleepy weeks. I suppose it could be the rip roaring weekend we had. My father's band, Intraction, had its debut gig. Dad was calling it a "coming out" party until we recommended that he use some different lingo to describe it. Anyhow, it was very cool to see my dad wielding a 1971 Fender Precision bass and making music. They were good, too! It's always a little awkward when you invite over a hundred of your family, friends and acquaintances, but the band proved worthy.

Dad said one of his friends left him with the comment, "It's great to come to an event like this with low expectations...it's really easy to be blown away. You were great!" Not so sure that's the highest compliment I've ever heard, but hey, the rockstar liked it, so that's all that matters. (There was actually a little discussion in the family about that comment. The crux of the contention was: Would it make you happier to hear that you did a great job in comparison to low expectations or high expectations?) No matter, though, a great time was had by all. See what you think...