Corn Mo's been drinkin' a lot today

Last night was the Ben Folds concert at the Electric Factory, which I actually managed to reach without getting lost. Hooray! bethje and I got there about an hour early, and waited in a line that ran all the way around the building. Eventually, they let us in, and the security guard confiscated my pen. This had happened at the same venue a few years ago. Maybe I should have left it in the car, but I figured the odds of getting a guard who would actually take away a pen on two separate occasions was rather unlikely. I forgot to take it back at the end of the show, which is no big deal, since I have other pens. Still, I have to wonder what they're thinking. Did they suspect I would jump up on stage and WRITE on the performers? I guess a pen could technically be used to poke someone in the eye, but wouldn't that be a lot more trouble than it's worth? There was a sign outside the venue saying something about "zero tolerance," which usually indicates zero brains on the part of the people enforcing the policy.

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I don't really have anything else to say, but I'll mention one more thing before ending the entry. This morning, I saw a sticker in a truck window with a "Proud American" caption, and a cartoon head with a halo in front of an American flag. I can only hope it wasn't meant to be taken seriously, but I'm pretty sure I'm hoping against hope here.