dead man's bones

news break: ryan gosling has a band. that's on tour. they came to chicago on wednesday. thanks to edyta's terrier-like determination, we got tickets. so we spent that particular evening standing three feet (!!!) from ryan gosling while he sang, played a variety of instruments, and was just as hot as you can imagine. and, hotness aside, it was a really, really good show. it was casual, sincere, and there was the most adorable children's choir decked out in spooky garb singing along. and um, have i also mentioned how unbearably hot that man is? jesus.

the Boy, who had been and continues to be a very amused good sport about our gosling centric hyperventilations, gave us a great laugh as we came home after the show with ryan himself greeting us at the door.

now if only i could be in san francisco with edyta when she sees them. again. jeaaaaaalous.