Whoa. I took the plunge and bought plane tickets to LA so I can see Grace Jones at the Hollywood Bowl on July 26. I figure I may never get another chance to see her perform. Seems doubtful she’d ever come to Chicago. Plus, my friend Joe offered to put me up (he’s going to the concert too).

And I haven’t been to LA since 2000. The previous year I’d finally decided, after months of living there, after months of deliberation, that there was no way in hell I’d want to live in LA. Strangely (or not), right after coming to that conclusion I began to enjoy the city a lot more. This visit should be enjoyable indeed. Memories.