After the show, the crew walked down the block to Harp & Fiddle. Lancaster indie/pop quintet Kheris rocked the house and tried to get fans to vote for their favorite songs from the set. After confusing myself and subsequently the band's drummer, I gave up on the survey. Harrisburg trio The Thrives played next and I ended the night by talking kids, concerts and cigarettes with the lead singer before wandering home along a misty Market Street.

Saturday morning began with two bouts of bad news before breakfast. I found my longtime aquatic amigo Raphael belly up in my bathroom right before I read that one of my biggest movie star crushes, Paul Newman, had passed away. It was definitely tissue time.

I didn't venture out until the evening to watch the DVR-ed Presidential debate over pizza at my friend's place. It felt good to geek out for a bit and even more good news came when the Fightin' Phils clinched the NL East division. I then traded politics for Penn State Football. Watching the Nittany Lions dominate Illinois was therapeutic.

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Near the end of the game, I headed to Granfalloons to catch an oddly electric Waitin' On A Train performance. I was quickly reminded that "Rocky Raccoon" is a great tune, PDAs are always awkward and interpretive dance is an under-appreciated form of expression.

I spent Sunday getting some much-needed R & R. The weekend ended on a sour note when the Eagles lost to the Bears. But, hey, two out of three ain't bad.