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I’m actually having a good productive day at work today. I credit the crazy delicious chocolate chip cookies that one chick brought in for her birthday for some of my good efforts. They were extra super chocolate chippy. I don’t know how the cookie was able to contain the sheer quantity of chips it had. One chip did manage to break free and leap on to my desk.

mmmMMMmmm…. chocolate chips.

Where was I? Oh yes, I was being productive. No really, I am. But I am not a machine and I needed a few moments break from thinking of SELECT site_names FROM locations statements. I hopped on the tubes and ended up reading one of John Mayer’s Esquire magazine columns from February. Entitled “Music Lessons with John Mayer”, it is about B.B. King on the occasion of his 80th birthday. The end of the short column reads thusly:

But legends are legends for damn good reason, even if they eventually help sell soda and lottery tickets. Ray Charles was taken for granted much the way B. B. King is now. But if Ray were to have one more night on this earth to play a two-hour set, we would all pay big money to pack the largest stadium and stand rapt with attention for the entire evening.

Ray’s gone, but B. B. King’s still here. He’s playing your town any day now. Go see him.

I know Jerry & Sara got to see Ray Charles somewhere in Iowa a year or two before he died and I’ve always regretted not seeing him when I had the chance. I then remembered that recently Hancher had announced some late additions to their 2007-2008 season and upon checking the website I saw that B.B. King was one those additions. So I listened to John and bought a ticket for the show in February.

Now I must get back to being productive, bolstered by the happiness of the prospect of live music, no matter how far off it is.