A couple of weeks ago K and I went to a happy hour event with a bunch of friends in his grad program.
One of the women near me says, hey you guys really like the Indigo Girls right? Did you know they're performing in Sacramento next month?
Their new album had just come out and K had been badgering me to listen to it a bunch lately, really nagging. I turn to K (on the far side of the group) and say (meaningfully), hey did you know the Indigo Girls are coming to Sacramento next month?
This is a ridiculous question. K gets regular updates delivered directly to his inbox on Indigo Girls' tour dates. Of course he knows. More to the point: why hasn't he mentioned it and why don't we already have tickets? These are the questions that he proceeds to answer.
K heaves a big sigh turns to look at his friend and says, yeah, I did know they were coming to Sacramento. Maybe I've already bought tickets as a surprise for SOMEONE's birthday.
Poor girl still turns red and apologizes every time she sees me.

Awesome.
Posted by: dave | April 16, 2009 at 08:52 AM