Just for fun, here's a picture of the bruise that the nurse at Hoxworth said I probably wouldn't get. Eek. That was taken a week and a half after my last botched donation.
But I'm not here to complain: in fact, I am here to exalt in some philanthropy in which I was on the receiving end. My friend Andy-- whom I met at a Weird Al concert and we have been fast friends ever since-- gave me
four tickets in the
sixth row for the Weird Al concert in Columbus tonight. He was unable to use the tickets for reasons that are none of my business and refused to take a dime for them. Even paid to have them overnighted.
If I blogged about every time a friend or family member did something awesome for me... well, you'd certainly hear from me more than the once a month I'm averaging now. But this was particularly touching to me and I wanted to say thank you to Andy. Bradley and I are on our way to Columbus in about ten minutes...
P.S. Name the song that this post's title comes from.
