Thanks to everyone who came out to the show tonight!

One love.

My boss has been on vacation all week and returns to the office on Monday.

To welcome her back, I replaced the pictures she has framed of her daughter with pictures of me.

She should enjoy that.

focuspoint show tonight in Tacoma. Come one, come all! This is a big one because the Tacoma Weekly will be there to interview us and review the show. Everyone knows a crowd helps, so be a part of it! If my Mom can make it, so can you.

Also, we're playing The Showbox at the Market next Sunday. More details about that later.

There was a time around the age of 18 when I had to make a decision whether or not I would "confirm" with the Catholic Church. It's never too late to confirm, but 18 is the universally accepted age to go big or go secular.

I opted not to confirm. Scott, also undecided, began exploring Eastern philosophy at the same time and made "Surfing the Himalayas" his temporary bible. (One could argue skiing is at least physically closer to heaven.) To each his own.

Now, while I sit in the pergatory between Catholicism and being a registered democrat (JFK was an enigma), I think I should be more agressive in my spiritual quest so that I can cash in, literally.

According to the AP today, "A man [in Knoxville, Tenn.] says he was so consumed by the spirit of God that he fell and hit his head while worshipping. Now he wants Lakewind Church to pay $2.5 million for medical bills, lost income, and pain and suffering."

Maybe that's not such a great idea. I'd think that by suing the Church for falling over in prayer, you'd likely have a greater falling out with God, right? I think I'll hold my position for now.

The only thing more awkward than a first date is one in which your roommate Katrine just so happens to be at the same bar where you're meeting the date so that she can watch the activity, or lack thereof, unfold.

Ugh. Next in line.