I live next door to her, and she's harder to get into than a Pearl Jam concert.

Hello friends. Sorry for the long break. I have been busy/lazy. And it's fall. So it means there are a lot of stories.

In no chronological order, we'll start recounting them. Today: Stef gets her face melted in Pearl Jam's 2nd to last concert at the Spectrum. You sweat my seats. Big time.