i know i'm starting to sound like a broken record, but i really have to reiterate that matt nathanson is the best human being in the entire world.

yesterday i went to irving plaza with my sister to try to find a ticket for nick, who was coming down but didn't tell me until he was on the way that he didn't get a ticket because it was sold out. so it's 430 and the show starts at 9... and no dice at the box office with tickets. so we are just standing around making some phone calls... and we see this cab slow up in the front and slowly round the corner... and i see someone waving to me in the back.

"laura," i say, "that was matt nathanson."

"no it wasn't."

"yeah, it was. he just waved to me."

we walk to the corner and who gets out of the cab... matt, blu sanders, and aben (matt's new rockin guitarist). they get their gear out of the back.

"let's go say hi," i say.

"i don't know..." my sister says. she still thinks i'm crazy.

"no, come on." i insist.

we walk down. "hey matt!"

"hey!" he says, giving me a big hug. "thanks for coming!"

my sister is on her cell phone, trying to tell our friend robbie what's going down. she blatantly hangs up on him.

"this is my sister laura."

matt shakes her hand.

"i'm kinda obsessed with you," she says.

he laughs.

"we're stuck looking for a ticket," i say... just making conversation, not asking him as a favor or anything.

"oh man, i wish i could help you out." he says, "you know, any other show, in any other situation, i could make it happen, but this thing is crazy sold out, and i am all guest-listed out."

"oh, i know, don't even worry about it."

"don't worry. you'll find one."

"alright well good luck tonight!" i wave goodbye, and drag my sister down the street.

"wow. you weren't lying," she said, "he really does know who you are."

and everyone just thought i was delusional.

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