Saw Guster on Saturday night. They are just the best live non-heavy-metal band ever (what can I say, I'm a reformed 80's headbanger).
After the concert, Hubby, Jenny and Aaron and I went to the RIT carnival, got a funnel cake, then went to Krispy Kreme and got donuts. Strange coincidence or does listenting to Guster lead to sugar binges? I think maybe.
On a separate note, I thought I found some really irreverent t-shirts at Bogus t-shirts ... but then I found T-Shirt Hell, which has some doozies. Most are unnecessarily sick... but my fave clean one says, "I'm what Willis was talkin' 'bout".
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