[Posted on the original RAWbservations]

To The Leader Of The Band With The Hair Problem,

That bandana is ingenious. Good work.

Sincerely,
Author of the Blog You Do Not Read



Dear People Who Go To Shows And Get Right In Front Of The Singer And Then Try To Talk To Each Other Over Him,

I was not impressed.

Sincerely,
Author of the Blog You Do Not Read




To The Guy Who Was At The Boland Show And Is Probably Someone I Should Recognize But If I Ever Did I Disavow It And Have Lost All Respect For Said Person I Should Probably Know,

Are you bloody blind? I mean, I don't mean to be mean here, but damn, get a clue, buddy. She does not dig you!

If you would have realized that as early as I did, you would have saved yourself a hell of a lot of trouble. That laughter when you were flirting with her? That wasn't flirtatious laughter. That was nervous laughter. Not even nervous like "Ohmigod I can't believe the guy who was on stage with Jason Boland is talking to me" nervous, but rather "If I laugh I might not pee in my pants cause I'm so afraid of this guy" laughter. Between the numerous times she turned away from you to talk to someone, anyone, else and the way she managed to dance with everyone (male or female) but you, I am uncertain as to how there might have been mixed signals. And no, that stunt you pulled by picking up another girl just so you could not look pathetic didn't work. In fact, I wouldn't even be writing this if it wasn't for that cause you really screwed her over.

So the lesson of the day: Find a chick that digs you.

Sincerely,
Author of the blog that you do not read