Unless there's an extra ticket out there....

Since I'm one of those folks who is easily aggravated, I thought I'd better start an entire blog for things that piss me off. Expect a whole subcategory on ConEdison. The first post talks about how bummed I am that I am going to miss the "McSweeney's Vs. They Might Be Giants" reading at The Time Warner Center on March 2nd, since tickets are all sold out. Unless, of course, there is a kind soul out there with an extra ticket who would like to take me as a guest? I'll try to be on my best behavior, but, understandably, I get a little rowdy when Sarah Vowell is around. And should Ira Glass make a surprise appearance, I will be throwing my panties on the stage. Email me if anyone knows how I can score a ticket. Otherwise, it's back to Dial-A-Song for me.