Note written to the school this morning:
Please excuse Resident Offspring from being late for class this morning.
Her mother was battling Japanese Radiohead fans.
There has been far too much suffering lately at the hands of internet ticket sellers. Gifted Typist recently recounted her horror story at trying to score Bob Dylan tickets, and I knew I would be in for the battle of my life trying to grab Radiohead presale seats, but obviously even I underestimated how seriously lacking I am in internet battle skills.
I started checking the ticket site shortly before 6 am, and sometime between 7:10 and 7:30, tickets went on presale. Obviously the entire known universe was trying to access the site at the same time, as I kept getting booted off.
Eventually I had to admit that I really really needed to leave right now to drive the RO to school, and when I returned 40 minutes later (record time, I assure you), the seats were sold out.
So now I shall be sharpening my elbows to battle the unwashed masses for the general sales. I've got a couple of days to plan my strategy. And maybe upgrade to super-duper NASA-speed connection. Or get superhero powers.