You're welcome. I live to serve.

While I realize that the murder of Laci and Connor was horrible, and that people need to deal with it in their own way, those who would do so by making positively crap music should probably do it in the privacy of their own home.

Full disclosure: I have commissioned John Strand to write a song for my wake. No, I don't like my friends.

Wow.

Some people should not be allowed access to recording technology.

"Bravo! Exquisitely bad! Truly
awful. Couldn't be worse."

I had not heard Bridge for Peace until today. Wow. I feel inspired to, like, do something positive. For now I will sit here rocking back and forth, shed a manly tear and wave a lighter over my head.

No such thing as a "manly tear," boy.

Dude,
You were right. I feel much better now, thanks!

But I also feel guilty. So I owe you for two emotions!

There are manly tears, Bill. The ones shed after watching Pride of the Yankees, Bang the Drum Slowly or Brian's Song. And don't tell me the tears shed by the veterans reminiscing in Band of Brothers weren't manly. Tears over Bridge for Peace, on the other hand, are clearly tears of a girly-man.