Bethlehem’s Musikfest Web site leaves a lot to the imagination. I know the Plaza Tropical is a “unique open-air venue” that “features a Caribbean shopping village” but I do not know if there are seats or if I am supposed to haul beach chairs. I am not going to worry about it. The beach chairs from Herman’s Hermits are still in the trunk of my car. I don’t fully understand parking or the shuttle schedule. Nope! I refuse to worry. It will all work out fine.

Last night Lisa and I watched Rock Star. We both ogled the performer’s outfits. I told Lisa that I could never be a Rock Star.
“Because you sound like a dying cow when you sing?”
“No, because if I were to dress up, I’d wear a pair of black wool pants, a turtleneck, and blazer.”
Lisa tried to comfort me by telling me that when I wear the Adam Ant T-Shirt Audra bought me, I look very Rock Star. She’s a good sister. A liar, but a good sister.