My Two Obsessions

My first obsession started in the mid-90's. I can clearly recall the first time I heard them. The song was "Fully Completely". Not long after, The Tragically Hip became my favourite band, surpassing even greats like Led Zeppelin, and Black Sabbath. Ask me who my favourite band is, I'll give you "the Hip". I have a love affair with them that has standed the test of time. My blog title is a Hip song title. I'm obsessed. I can fully completely admit it. It's so bad that at times, I spit out random song lyrics to answer questions. Gord's voice soothes my soul. Without "the Hip" would anyone actually know who Bill Barilko was? The kids don't get it.

My second obsession started more recently, last October to be exact. I made my very first trip to Las Vegas, even before this Craig and I decided to get married there. I was struck. In awe. There are really no words to explain exactly how I felt my first time on the strip. I walked around, mouth gaped open, looking like the tourist that I was. It was surreal. In January, we went again. Same reaction, but with mouth closed. I cannot get enough of this city. I watch CSI for the opening credits. I spend hours on TA Las Vegas forum, planning my next trip, even if I have 16 months to wait. I'm obsessed. I love it. I can talk about Vegas all day, everyday. Do I need a life? Perhaps.

So comes the email that nearly gives me a heart attack. The Hip has added more US shows. One of the dates is Oct 30. The Hip live at House of Blues, Mandalay Bay. Las Vegas, NV. I can barely breath anytime I think of this. It's becoming a distraction. My two obsessions, finally linking themselves together. It's too much, too much. Do I feed the obsession? Do I go? How can I not go? Why is this even a debate? Breathe.