Things I actually overheard tonight at the Paloalto/Supergrass show:

- "I was laughing so hard, I almost popped my spleen."
- "It was like liquid sex. You know, except without the messiness."
- "I got her a box of cigars for Valentine's Day. She's a Democrat, you think she'll get it?"
- "I like him and he's a good kisser, but he's got that mole that just freaks me out. Every time I see it, I feel like doing what Mike Myers did in Goldmember and just yell out, 'Moley moley moley moley!'"
- "My roommate was laughing so hard when he saw that guy pissing on his bed in The Bachelorette because he was so drunk. Then I reminded him that he did that after the last party we went to. That shut him up pretty quickly."
- "Man, I could really go for some olives right now."
- "My boyfriend mentioned something about a pearl necklace. I can't figure out if he's giving me the real kind or the porn kind."
- "You think the band would be pissed if I yelled out 'It's Freedom Rock, turn it up, man!'?"

And somehow, glitter became affixed to my forehead during the course of the night. Magical pixies must've showered me with their dust while I was watching the show.