Nail Biting Frenzy

I must say that one of the best inventions of the 20th/21st century (can't remember when it started) is Ebay. Don't worry, I'm not going to bust out in song and dance (unless asked and tipped well), but I do think it's a great example of what this country is all about - pure, greedy capitalism.

Getting tickets to concerts in Southern California is like getting laid in a convent. There are 22 million people that live in Southern California and when there's only one show for 22,000 you can imagine how quickly tickets sell out. And then there's Ebay. Sweet Ebay. If you somehow manage to score tickets to a hot show, it's like you hit the jackpot. Example: I had two killer seats to the U2 show in April and the day of, I was offered $1200 for my two tickets. But, I LOVE U2 and had never seen them live, so, those bitches were staying with me. But, now, I'm really to sell. Rolling Stones tickets - center stage - bitchin', because God knows I don't want to see those corpses dancing around the stage all night. Sorry.

Unfortunately, I am super greedy Rachel and want to make some serious profit off my tickets, so my first round of Ebay was unsuccessful. No one met my astronomical "reserve" price. For those of you not familiar with Ebay jargon, when you place a "reserve" price on something, no one can snag the item for less than that price. Keeps all the low-lives away from my grub. So, I'll wait a few days (perhaps post-Love Boat) and give it another true American try.

Now, some of you may say, "Isn't that illegal?" But, let's face it. Keith and Mick and the rest of the dancing stiffs will make a katrillion dollars on the tour. I've already paid them $350 for the stinking things. Mamma needs a new pair of shoes, and I don't think they'd really mind. It's not like I'm robbing the poor or something. Just consider me the Robin Hood of Ebay. I take from the rich and give to myself - the poor and in need of new shoes.

As a sidenote, I was challenged yesterday by some co-workers to pack everything for the cruise in the MEDIUM bag in lieu of the LARGE bag. At first I was skeptical but then I accepted the challenge. And I'm proud to announce that after sitting and bouncing on the MEDIUM bag to shut it, I was successful in overcoming the challenge. What a stud.

PS: We leave on the Love Boat tomorrow and will not be returning until Monday. So, you will all have to bite your nails and fret about whether or not I'm having a great time or not. As if. While I'm gone, read the book "Skinny Dip" by Carl Hiaasen - you'll find it thoroughly amusing to put me in the lead heroine's role.......BON VOYAGE.