The coffeehouse/bar/concert venue where our church meets is featuring a very special guest tomorrow night, whose name I hesitate to utter. She totally rocked the house on the reality show Rock Star: Supernova, and was (in my not-so-humble opinion) totally robbed when she was named runner up to some other guy. Now, she’s going to be blowing the roof off our joint, and we’re stuck without tickets (the smirky barista informed me that a bunch of middle-aged moms bought them all up). Dude, where is the justice? But, if we’ve been ripped off, then at least we know that Dilana Rox can understand.