My sweet cherub is currently at OzzFest. He's totally excited and happy because Slipknot (where do these bands come up with these names?) showed up unexpectedly. Hurray.

In the excitement, however, my cherub lost the key to his car. Our insurance company has roadside service that covers unlocking cars and Chris assures me he has a spare key in the trunk. This saves me a trip to San Bernadino, which I'm sure is lovely this time of night, but I'm not into driving up there and back again right now.

Then again, it's 8 o'clock on a Saturday. It's not like I have a date or anything. No, I was just watching a TV show about women in prison. I really need to get a life :(