Current mood:	giddy
Current music:	I Feel Fantastic - Jonathan Coulton

School starts tomorrow and I can't sleep
Oh my god, I was just at the Jonathan Coulton concert in Seattle, and it was awesome. There was dinner before the concert as well; we had satay of various kinds, and duck, and the best green tea I've ever had ever. And an incredible banana split for dessert, and molten chocolate cake to die for. And that was before the concert even started.

Then there was the opening band, Paul and Storm. Gods, I can't remember the last time I laughed that hard; seriously, look them up, they're amazing. And in their last number, a pirate song, they trained the audience to cry 'Arrrr!' on command and with different emotions (which we did quite well - they kept having us try new ones just to see what we'd do, happy and hopeful and disappointed and even 'like William Shatner'). The audience then continued to do this at appropriate moments all night. It was wonderful.

Then JoCo himself came on, and it just got better. I can't summarize all of it, but I don't want to forget, so I'm just going to jot down highlights that will mean things at least to me.

The lighting guy is *not allowed* to be funnier than the guys on stage. Seriously, dude, not cool. (Except that it totally was.)
The one little girl in the audience who got a twinkie every time a swear word cropped up in one of the songs.
During Creepy Doll, the baby that cried and managed to creep out JoCo.
The blackout with stars at the end of I Feel Fantastic.
JoCo messing up Brookline.
Audience participation in Mr. Fancypants.
Being encouraged to dress as zombies and pirates and have a brawl at our next JoCo concert. (Taser the ninjas.)
You haven't heard Re: Your Brains properly until you've been in the zombie chorus at a live concert.

Also, just for kicks, a conversation with my boyfriend after I got home:

Nathan: Can you plug in my DS for me?
Me: Where's your DS?
N: ...In my coat pocket, in the other room...
Me: ...And where's your charger?
N: ...Uh, I don't know.
Me: ...That would be a 'no', then.