Speaking of concerts, the more I hear about last week's Radiohead concert, the more I feel like I missed out. First I heard my roommate's tired version of the concert, and the next day I heard a co-worker's claims of "easily the best concert of my life," and it only went downhill from there. I had decided not to go because I'd be paying too much for too little ($45 for lawn seats at Shoreline), but now the regret sets in.
Also last week I missed seeing Neal Stephenson at Cody's Books due to a bit of miscommunication, but apparently he only talked for about 30 or 40 minutes, and it was probably incredibly crowded, so I probably didn't miss nearly as much there.