As I just told my friend in Toronto, if you check your lexicon entries for the words lunacy and overcommitment you'll see my likeness. He offered me tickets to see PJ Harvey & U2 in TO but I can't go - I'm more interested in seeing her skinny talents than them. I saw U2 during the mid-80's when Bono had a broken arm and they weren't a high-powered & socially aware & prop/pop-driven ensemble. The minutes are counting down to the time when I must begin five (unfortunate) hours of photographing a local theatre awards ceremony, attached to my newspaper gig duties. I usually wear a dress but tonight, in my curmudgeonly and stressed state of mind, will show up in slacks, accoutrements and snazzy shoes. It's all just about the shoes anyhow.