Entertainment.

So.

I have a free pass left on my Mayfair card, and Good Night, and Good Luck is playing at the Mayfair on Saturday.

I have a ticket to the Dracula put on by the Royal Winnipeg Ballet. It is to be an Event; I am looking upon it as an excuse to break out Miss Manners and brush up on formal dress. Will worry about weather closer to the event; I'm sure I can find something that will work for it. Shoes are the biggest concern, really.

I have a ticket to The Sisters of Mercy at Métropolis in Montreal. (For some reason, this evokes images of tons of black lace.) I don't even care if he's wearing that godawful Hawaiian shirt again. I love "This Corrosion" and "Lucretia" and "Dominion" "Temple of Love" and I'm going to get to hear at least one of them live for the second time in my life and it is going to rock.

I have a ticket to Alice Cooper. Enough said, really.

The whereabouts of at least some of my escaped Transmet are being defined.

And my credit card is still coming in with a zero balance this statement.

(This--

(--this is Toby's cue to get violently sick.)