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I got all excited this morning when I heard that Squeeze would be playing at the Royal Oak Theatre. One of my all-time favorites, and one of the most talent-packed bands ever. I knew I just HAD to go. So, I got on-line to check it out, and I must be horribly out of touch... $59.50 for BALCONY SEATS! $40.00 for general admission, standing room only!

Ok, used to be that floor seats cost more because you actually had a chance to see facial expressions, or maybe catch a drum stick.

However, I am too mature (note I did not say "old") to stand around for 6 hours waiting for the main act to play, just to end up getting squished by sweaty strangers who are usually taller than I am, show up hours later, and believe they are entitled to be closer than I am because THEY are the band’s biggest fan ever. Besides they don't toss drum sticks anymore; it's got something to do with liability. Go figure.

Now, about the balcony seats: never been to Royal Oak Theatre. But I'm thinking it'd be like trying to watching my Squeeze video collection from the outside of my house looking in. Bifocals don't really cover that.

Come to think of it, I'm not even sure I have that ancient VHS tape, anymore. And, I don't have a clue as to how to use the VCR, either. That was Jeff's world. (He did eventually teach me how to successfully use the electric can-opener, but that's another story.)

I have 5 remotes lying around the den. There's one for the TV, one for the satellite box, one for the VCR, one for the DVD, and one for the floppy disk slide show picture device. I know I don't need the floppy disk slide show picture device, but again, fear of unplugging the wrong item keeps me in useless-electronic-limbo. That VCR hasn't been used in over a year. Even then, I wasn't the one running it; an eight year old was.

I'm afraid to try to make the VHS machine work for fear of using the wrong remote and messing up the only piece of equipment I can use; the TV. Even that required a teenager to leave me written instructions on how to sequentially manipulate the 2 remotes to make the TV/Dish work after Jeff passed away.

It's so weird how things time out, you know? Somehow being upset about Squeeze has morphed into my having to face-down my technological impairments.

I'm inspired now to go home and unplug the floppy disc slide show picture thingy... I think.

It’s probably sucking up major dollars in vampire electricity, anyway.

jak