Paul surprised me the other day by enthusiastically asking if I would go to see St. Vincent at the House of Blues with him.
Not this one...
Surprising is an understatement, though, since normally I'm the one up on the "kids these days music". Still not sure how he managed to hear about them between his talk radio and omnipresent Dio tribute albums.
Unfortunately, he was also betting on being able to buy tickets at the door. Silly man.
So, instead, our night consisted of Felipe's and a walk along the river.
Not the most attractive tacos...
...definitely the most attractive Paul.
I love the moooooon.