Queen & Paul Rodgers are staying in my hotel tonight. I had no idea they were in town. A guy in their crew offered me a ticket, but I decided to watch Prison Break and the championship game of the World Baseball Classic instead. Do people really shell out big bucks to see this show? For me a Queen show sans Freddie Mercury is not worth my last $5. Maybe I’m wrong, and if I am, could someone please post a comment telling me why?

I’ve been in Pittsburgh for two nights, one more day until I get to go back home. In the past two weeks I’ve been traveling quite a bit with stops in Florida, Texas, and Georgia. The latter being accidental and last minute, but it ended up being a great time. One of the best things about this hotel, (besides the complimentary shoe shines and having Queen here) is that my hotel room window looks directly into PNC Park, home of the Pittsburgh Pirates. I’ve always been a pretty big baseball fan, so I guess that is probably more exciting to me than it may be to others.

What have I done in my free time? Well, I’ve been trying to catch up on all the CD’s I’ve been sent lately, and trying to give them the attention they deserve. I’ll have my opinions on them in the next couple days. I also walked around and checked out some of the sights that Pittsburgh has to offer. I’d been in the majority of the skyscrapers during my business meetings, so I wandered around a huge department store that was 7 floors. I’ve been looking for new shoes for the past few months, but just can’t find the right ones.

I ate a Gyro today. Since college, there really isn’t a gyro that compares to Oakland Gyros in Milwaukee, and todays didn’t even come close. What was weird is here they pronounce gyro, “guy-ro.” I’ve always said and heard it pronounced like the European currency, “euro.” When I ordered mine today using the latter pronunciation, it earned me questions like, “Where are you from?” and “Have you ever had one of these before?” I thought that was weird.

Tomorrow, I’m going to give my best effort at seeing the Andy Warhol Museum. I have some time in the morning, but it will depend on how far away it is.

I promise this blog is not turning into a non-music blog, but this is the only way I can preserve my thoughts and memories on this rather uneventful trip to the steel city.