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On the perils of becoming a grownup

Once upon a time, to attend a rock concert all I had to do was check that I had gas money, ticket money, and knowing I could probably miss the next morning’s class without getting into too much trouble as I’d already completed the C++ program the day before. Then off I’d trek with some buddies and rock out for a few hours.

Now, 15 years later, I have to debate what’s more important: to see a band I’ve loved for more than half of my life or buy one of those Tempurpedic beds instead so the spousal unit will be happy. But, priorities do have to change. It’s not just about me anymore, it’s about me and him, together.

I still have time to ponder. Wouldn’t be too bad if I could swing both, now, would it? 😉

In the meantime, enjoy a blast from the past and see which band has me in a state of confusion:

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