This morning started out just like the rest, a blur of diaper changes and emails to answer, when out of the blue, the hubz mentions that James Marsters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer is performing a concert in Chicago in honor of his 50th birthday. First thought: Errr...what? Spike's 50? He could have totally been my teen daddy. Second thought: Ahh well, still hot. Third thought: I'm. So. There. I've been a fan of James Marsters since his Buffy days. Not only is he a rad actor (No, sadly Spike's accent isn't real. And, yes, I almost needed therapy when I found out years after I'd … [Read more...]