I have fallen for another.....

I saw my favorite band at a local club last night. They haven't been in town in years, and the last time they were here, I was too sick to see their show.

They were AWESOME! And next time you should all come with me.

I will admit to spending a few minutes before the opening act ruminating about how none of my friends really share my tastes in music, and how it makes going to concerts a little lonely. But last night, I wasn't so much lonely as in need of a keeper. Five songs into the set, my ex-boyfriend's best friend showed up. I usually see him and his wife at these shows, but last night, his wife was elsewhere. So he came with my ex.

I saw them before they saw me, and went to offer greetings. I hadn't seen the ex in about five years, and we were all sorts of friendly and civilized. And then they went off to watch the band by the bar, and I stayed on the dance floor, where, five songs before the end of the set, I ran into this guy, from the worst first date I've ever been on.

Obviously, I needn't have worried about being lonely at this show.

The band wrapped up around 11:30 and I was finishing my beer when the ex's friends invited me out with them. I checked with the ex to make sure he was cool with that idea, and we piled into a cab for the rainy ride across town. Somehow over a few beers and a great bar band and a lot of chatting, it became last call. And the lights in the bar went on. And then we trudged across the street for pizza.

By the time I got home it was 3 am and I was drenched and drunk, and more than a little confused about my evening. As I waited for a cab, the friend mentioned that my ex is engaged. I'm still not sure if he was serious.