So, we went and saw Jonathan Coulton last weekend…

up in San Francisco, at the Great American Music Hall.  It’s probably been a number of years since I last went to a concert — heck, maybe the last real one was Voice Farm, which would have been in the mid 1990s.  Jonathan was great ( and, the two opening acts were also good — a music/comedy team called Paul and Storm and a dude named Kid Beyond, who was musical in a way that I can’t describe. ) I taped a couple bits of the concert on my Flip Video HD camera, because apparently it’s cool to do so with Jonathan and the openers.  This is the first song of his that I can recall hearing, and I rather like it since (at times) it seems to pretty adequately describe my life.  I suspect you can vaguely hear me singing...