Spaceman!

All right, so, I just came back from seeing The Killers and let me tell you, those boys do put on a hell of a show. I mean, things came from the ceiling! Paper! Lights! (I'm easily impressed, OK?) I dearly love The Killers and hadn't been to a show in awhile so it made me very happy. Though if you would've told me when I listened to their first CD endlessly while jogging in the park in L.A. (yeah, I jogged, I may take it up again) that if they would've evolved to eventually having fake palm trees, a saxophone, bongos, and bubbles all during one song in their stage show for their third release I would have...well, I would have probably slowed down to a walk to catch my breath from the jogging movement. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, I heart Brandon Flowers and apparently we are on the same wavelength as right as I was thinking, hmm, I bet he mentions the heinous weather conditions here about one minute later he brought up the snow. In conclusion, I have two things to say:
1. I didn't cry! though I did get teary eyed during "Read My Mind" (come on, "I don't shine if you don't shine"--that's a beautiful line).
2. In case you're wondering if it's completely awesome to be in a gigantic dark room with a shiz-ton of people you have never and most likely will never meet and you're all chanting "I've got soul but I'm not a soldier" while Mr. Flowers holds a microphone over all of you... ah, yeah, it f**king is.

(P.S. to Kate, thought of you during "Mr. Brightside" and sang the second "doin' just fine!" for ya.)