(Originally posted on the website Heron Flight)

Here I sit. Again working through lunch. A corporate slave. A cube monkey. A cog in the wheel.

Little does “the man” know that soon I will be rocking with Alice Cooper! It’s only a matter of hours and I will be on the lawn at PNC Arts Center with music blasting into my ears. Let there be lights! Let there be drums! Let there be guitars! Let there be snakes, straight jackets and blood! Let there be Alice!

I hear there is a Paris Hilton parody in Alice’s stage show. She is attacked by her little dog. Then Alice kills the dog. In his radio interview he warned people with front row tickets to not wear good clothes to the show as the blood tends to fly into the audience.

Won’t this be a good relief to my work day tension!