Tiff and I went to see Bob Mould play on Thursday, July 12 @ the Henry Ford Museum . Mom and dad had been watching our kids all week so that I could attend Waverly's wrestling camp while Tiffani was in class, and we felt like we overburdened them a bit, but they were game and we dropped off the little'uns @ their house and departed. (thanks again, dad and mom). But, foreshadowing issues later, mom asked if we trusted the car to get to Detroit. In what turned out to be a frantic drive to Dearborn , as there was emergency and scheduled road closures, we were forced to really detour south and then back north, to finally negotiate ten miles of surface roads through Wayne and Inkster and Dearborn to get to the Henry Ford, at what we thought were the narrowest of time margins. I suppose I let my Mould mania control my consciousness and common sense, even though we raced to arrive at the scheduled starting time, because thankfully Bob was on rock-n-roll time, and the show starte...