Let me see now. . . . Valentine’s Day. . . . .

Well, there’s a pretty bud vase with three yellow roses and two sprays of baby’s breath on the table in front of the big picture window. I liked that very much.

There’s a heart-shaped box of Hershey’s kisses on Hub’s chair. He will like that very much.

Later tonight we are dining out, having only to choose between McDonald’s and Burger King. But to fancy it up a little, we plan to eat inside instead of our usual drive-through. Bags of cold fries and soggy buns just don’t symbolize Valentine’s Day.

Why such a prosaic choice, on this night of nights?

Because we have no money, my friends, and what little we do have, we’re saving up because next Sunday we’re going to the IU Auditorium to see PDQ BACH!!!!!!

Not just plain Bach. No no. Plain Bach we can get here at home. This is PDQ BACH. It’s an experience unequalled in music geekdom. PDQ Bach is the Weird Al of classical music. I don’t know how else to describe it.

Next Sunday. Look it up on the internet, get some tickets, and join us, why dontcha?

I wonder if Hub ever intends to open that box of Hershey’s kisses? It’s been sitting there on his chair for almost an HOUR now. Sheesh.