I dislike Institute Days at school very much, because it never feels like the time is being used efficiently. I suppose it's much like the rest of my life.
In lieu of dwelling on another shocking Hollywood death, February is the official timeline for the RPM Challenge, which consists of recording an entire album of music 29 days. This is similar in spirit to last November's National Novel Writing Month, in that it forces you, the floundering artist, to get off your duff and get the creativity flowing. If you were looking for an excuse, then here it be.
In related news, the release of The Dark Knight is now going to be very creepy.
Wanted to comment on the Nick Swisher trade but there's nothing to say except "we're sure pushing really hard to win 85 games." Swisher is pretty good, but the trade feels like paying $20 for a cheeseburger. It better be a really good cheeseburger. Also, Ozzie is totally dumb enough to play Swisher in centerfield, a LOT. Don't say I didn't warn you.
