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The Concert Ticket Fairy
August 29, 2010 — 9:05 pm

My sister Michelle sent me this email on Friday:

I had a dream last night where I was running errands in Ashland and all of a sudden you appeared with sweet concert tickets for that night (I don’t recall the group, though). You said I had to hurry and find someone to watch the kids if I wanted the tickets for Dan and myself. I felt like I was on a game show hesitating: “uh, let’s see, who do I know that can watch the kids”…as the clock ticked. Finally, we agreed that since you’re family, you could stay long enough to watch the kids yourself before handing out more sweet concert tickets to other people. I woke up and thought that would be the perfect side job for you; handing out random concert tickets to people who needed good music. You even had this magical room that people could step into and hear the music you were sending them to so they could get a taste of how good it was. The room had amazing acoustics.

I know, bizarre dream, but I was sad that it wasn’t true : (


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  1. I’d rather be visited by the Concert Ticket Fairy than the Poop Fairy.

    Comment by Chrissy — August 31, 2010 @ 2:52 pm

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