A month ago I had somehow convinced Mike to check out a band that he didn't really know all that well way out in Boston on a Thursday. And the show started at 9pm. He's a trooper. The concert was three bands with short sets. (You can tell your getting old when you're relieved at short concert sets on a weeknight. The show was so cheap that if the bands showed up and sang "Happy Birthday" we got our money's worth.) The bands were The Royal Bangs (we got there late and missed most of the set),
and Foster the People
The show was great. I would most definetly see each of those bands again. Especially Foster the People. They put on one hell of a show. It really gave me the live music fix I'd needed. I was able to dance around and still be close to the bands. The space was awesome and though the show was sold out it was not overcrowded. It was also insanely easy to get to. Mike thought it was funny about how we're turned off by driving to New York to see a show but we had no problem about driving to Boston. The difference being how easy it proved to be to go this show in Boston versus a show in New York. I'd totally go to this venue again.
The night was awesome up until driving home. We left Boston at 12:30am and got to Albany at 3:00am. It would've been a fine drive if our car would shift. Every time we hit a toll plaza I thought I would break my arms trying to get the car in gear. It just wouldn't go. When I hit Albany I had to run through red lights because when I came to my first full stop the car stalled even though my foot was on the clutch. It was pretty freaky. Of course in my mind I'm like, "We're going to need to get ANOTHER clutch a year after getting the last one. The clutch is FALLING OUT of the car. All the fuel lines have COME UNDONE. OH MY GOD WE NEED A NEW CAR!"
After I googled some stuff it appeared that none of those things were truly the case. Turns out our master cylinder needed replacing. I could get the car in gear when the car was off so in order to get it to the shop I had to turn the car off at each red light, get it into first gear and then I could fandangle it into third gear. Thankfully the shop is a mile away and I didn't have to deal with that for too long. So the master cylinder is no biggie. But we don't know if any damage was done to the clutch. So. The car isn't dying and it will feel as good as new once we have it back. Thankfully Mike is on vacation this week and a co-worker is lending us her car while she's away. It worked out better than I was imagining it would.