I found out after today’s show that every time I thought Justin was looking at me because he was noticing my mistakes, he thought I was looking at him for noticing his. I’m glad we cleared that up. He didn’t make anywhere near a quarter of what I made.

About a minute before we went on stage Matt blurted out the he was nervous, and thinking about what could make him nervous made me nervous, and it took about 5 songs before I felt okay. Still, a great day so far: 105 photos (17 of which I actually like enough to post here), a nice walk, a fun gig with the band, and coming up: putting up the tree with the kids, canucks on t.v. and then working on the last few pages of the book for Simon & Schuster. I can’t imagine a more perfect Saturday.