It was announced this morning that matchbox twenty is coming to the Bradley Center on Feb. 5. The day after my birthday. Oh my. I'd like to think my Sunday evening has something to do with this announcement. Mostly because I spent half of it sitting in front of a television watching matchbox twenty videos exclaiming, "Oh my God. They need to come to Milwaukee."
And, sure enough.
Another Internet friendship carried over into the real world Sunday as I spent a good chunk of the night with former blogger, Farrah. The majority of the night was spent reminiscing about how fabulous matchbox twenty was circa 1997, when I was all of 15 years old.
matchbox twenty is to Farrah as Jason Mraz is to me, so you understand. Or maybe you don't, but I do. So we watched matchbox twenty DVDs and decided that when the band comes within four feet of Wisconsin, we're going to be all over it.
And here we are.
I had a fabulous time, yet again, meeting someone face-to-face whom I've stalked via the Internet for months. And, again, just like every other blogger I've met, I felt like I already knew her.
And clearly she knows me because she took me to Half Price Books, otherwise known as heaven with bookshelves. You guys, I spent $10 and got three books and a CD (matchbox twenty, of course). I bought The Jungle by Upton Sinclair, 1984 by George Orwell and Harvesting the Heart by my girl, Jodi Picoult. (Please advise, if you've read any of these, because I haven't).
I've met some amazing people through this blog and through other means of World Wide Webbery, starting with my very first blind date last fall, and I hope to continue to do so. Because last time I checked, it doesn't matter how friendships form, as long as they do.