Saw The Dead Weather last night. Twas the best show of the year at least. Jack and Alison are archetypal rock stars. I can’t get enough. I have to clip my ipod to my underwears because I don’t wanna stop hearing it just because I have to put my jimjams on. (The only working ipod doesn’t plug into a stereo here.) When customers leave the shop I quick plug it in. There’s a new plan to woo Jack with a De Stijl quilt. That’s right, get ready. As per my new policy of not taking photos at shows (distracting and inevitably disappointing), I have no photos. This is better anyways.