If I slam, you have to come back and get me. No man left behind, obviously.

My "to do" list never ceases. Somewhere between handling my daily tsunami of classwork, going to the bank to stack my paper, paying my bills to get rid of the paper, and trying to put some healthy food in my body, I have to find time to squeeze out some creative juices. Today's mission: look into drum recording equipment to lay down a few tracks.

I have to do my body some justice and pump out a few laps at the Aquaplex first. I wonder how many laps a day Michael Phelps smokes...I mean "swims." No diggity.