Ok, so here's the kicker. I'm perusing Weird Al's tour info to find out when this rabid sycophant can catch one of his all time favorites on tour. Scanning, scanning. Nope, he's in Oz now, and unless Toblerone, Cacto or Dynamaso can spare a bunk, I don't see myself heading out that way (just kidding, guys, although if I ever DO find myself on your continent, I'm looking you blokes up!). I tried once to head out there when my sis-in-law was doing graduate work in Sydney, but couldn't come up with the airfare.

Anyway, so I see no Texas dates on his itinerary, but Baltimore, MD does stand out. One of my planned trips for this year will be to the DC area, so I might be able to make Baltimore. I get excited. Then I look at the date.

May 8. BIG problem. Arlo's supposed to be in Amarillo on the 9th, so unless I get Superman's time bending powers, I ain't going to be able to make both. And the board of the Guthrie Center is looking at hosting a reception for Arlo and family, so that would actually be the bigger of the two events.

So I will have to wait until my Al-oholism is satisfied. Guess I'll have to wait till he goes to Albuquerque (isn't there a rule that if you write a song about a city, you HAVE to go there, every tour? Well, dammit, there SHOULD BE!)