On Tuesday night, Drue and I drove to San Jose to attend the Lady Gaga concert. I was concerned that the show, with its over-the-top theatrics and reported in-your-face sexuality might be a bit much for Drue. That said, she's a huge Lady Gaga fan and tickets were somehow, amazingly, miraculously available (and they were GOOD tickets) so I made Drue a deal: pay for a nice chunk (1/2) of your own ticket and we'll go. Drue checked out her savings account balance, we chatted about the number o...