Holy shit maple cookies

I leave for Chicago tomorrow afternoon. Part of the way there, we will be deboarding and changing planes. The location of this being in Denver (SWA's primary hub). At this juncture, we will be joined by such as Azver and Fei; from which we will embark to the magical windy city of deep dish pizzas and shiny beans for the Pitchfork Music Festival.

Evidently I made the mistake of buying tickets for Friday as well as Saturday and Sunday as no one told me that Friday is basically a big snorefest only highlighted by the fact that both Sebadoh and Public Enemy will be playing one song each. Yes. ONE SONG. What the hell? When I bought my tickets months ago, they hadn't nailed down a solid line up for any of the days, just what some of the bands were and Sebadoh was a big selling point for me. Me and Sebadoh go way back all the way to high school days listening to them on Radio K (KUMN---University of MN main campus's radio station, listen to it anytime on radiok.org) and reading about them in the CMJ (College Music Journal). The fact that they are only playing ONE song on Friday sort of irks me on many levels, one of which being the whole feeling of "just who do these assholes think they are?". Needless to say, Tim and I are likely skipping Friday to go tool around the city with the Joneses and try to scare up something interesting to do.

In other news, Thomas (a coworker) has returned from Canada and brought delicious cookies to the office. They are maple flavour and in bilingual packaging.