a rant and a rave

First the rant. Tickets for the Cincy show, the only show that I might be able to go to, go on sale on Saturday. No money this week so no tickets. As if that wasn't bad enough, there's going to be a pre-sale for FRONT ROW! I am so fed up and frustrated I can't stand it. Don't they realize that some fans need to budget for tickets?

Now on to the rave. For the past week David has done the dishes at lunch (weekends) and after supper, by himself, without being asked. Usually I wash and he dries. I have no idea what's gotten into him. I've asked but he won't say!