I’m sorry, Trunk. At the same time, on the available evidence, I’m a big fan of your wife.
Your wife listens to your likes and dislikes and thought enough of them to let you have your solo ride, which you enjoy and may add a minute or so to your life span, and makes you a very nice dinner into the bargain, *instead of * attending a free concert and having an attached night out that she might have enjoyed very much. In my experience an event-oriented night out is much prized among wives regardless of the event itself. But the mere fact that you dislike the Eagles (The Eagles? Where’s my style manual?) was enough for her to make the sacrifice, and she did you the honor of assuming that you mean what you say. So, maybe, a missed chance, but one grounded every step of the way in concern for only one criteria: “Gee, what would Trunk want?”
I know you feel the same way: the way you told the story proves it. I don’t know why you put this in the Pit, though: it sounds like the prelude to a love story every bit as deep and moving as Gift of the Magi. Forget the Eagles and turn to a better band: you may not have gotten what you want, but it sounds as though you’ve got what you need.
Dude, take it easy. Quit acting like such a desparado and have another tequila sunrise. So you got a little heartache tonight from your witchy woman. On the whole, I think you must sit back and say “Life’s been good to me, so far.”
I’m with BoBettie on this one. I like the Eagles, but I’m not a HUGE fan. We went to see them a few months ago and they were just absolutely bloody brilliant. The performance was outstanding, and given the chance, I’d go to one again.
Like the effort, but feel compeled to be a dick and point out that “Life’s Been Good to Me” was a Joe Walsh solo effort, and while it does rock, no more belongs in that sentence than you telling him to be nice to his wife and take her out for a fancy Hollywood Night.
Sorry you missed the show dude, they are an awsome live band, but at least she thoght she was doing right by you.
It was just so matter of fact. “oh yeah, K. offered us front row tickets to the Eagles tonight.” I literally made this face: :eek:
Shook my head back and forth to wipe it off, and then it came back: :eek:
Like I said, I rag on the Eagles occasionally. I think she took it to mean, “I guess he hates the Eagles.”
Seriously though, I don’t know if she gets the classic rock hierarchy. Back then, top tier might have been your Led Zeppelin, The Who, Beatles, Rolling Stones. But that next tier down was your Eagles, your CSN. You don’t turn down anything in that tier.
Insult to injury: I told you we were killing time before Scrubs. I think that what I was actually doing was watching Nikko Smith mangle some piece of crap tune from some piece of crap musical on American Piece of Crap. (not that I don’t actually watch it from time to time)
Yesterday, I was dropping hints. I told her “I like the way your sparkling earrings lay against your skin so white.”
I dig where you’re coming from, Trunk (I’m working on my 70’s lingo - you like?). My reaction would have been the same - best option is asking for my opinion, not making a decision for me.
Speaking of missed concerts, Prince came through Calgary a couple of years ago, and played a spur-of-the-moment very small venue - that we found out about the next morning. There are not enough slap-head smileys in the world. Jim has seen Prince before, and says it is the best concert he has ever seen, and he’s seen quite a few. (According to him, Celine Dion used to be really good too, before she got all famous and stuff. You can’t deny the power of her pipes.)