I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping.

I was going to start off with something else, but then my building caught fire and I figured I should lead off with that in case my mom talks to my dad or something. I'm fine, my building's fine, and there is fire extinguishing chemicals all over my hallway. The fire alarm going off is not an uncommon occurrence as my building is rather old so I rarely pay head to when it goes off. Tonight when more than the usually obligatory number of fire trucks showed up I figured that I should at least go out into the hallway and see if anything was out there. There was. My hallway was filled with a yellow-gray hazy smoke that was absolutely putrid in my mouth and nose. I grabbed my keys and made for the exit before deciding that this could actually turn into something and so I went back in and grabbed my glasses, computer, and fuzzy and made for the fresh air. The stair well was dripping on several of the floors below me, maybe my floor wasn't on fire just yet. I sat in my car eating Honey Nut Cheerios and texted various people to keep busy while I waited an appropriate amount of time to go back inside. Thank God I didn't bring in the box of dry goods yet otherwise I'd probably still be out there searching or food in the woods. Climbing nine floors in a raining staircase in leather shoes is a little daunting, and there was quite a bit of dirty rain coming down on me, but my apartment was safe and almost scent free by the time I got back to it. The fire department is still out there as of right now, but I don't think there's any serious damage to the majority of the building. Plus statistically I've already lived through my large fire, car accident, and weather disaster so who I am to play with statistics?



On a less exciting, but more interesting note I had three people in class today tell me to see the new George Harrison documentary. Believe me people I would like to, but I don't have HBO so I must find another way. I live for Harrison, he was hands down the best Beatle ever. Everyone likes to go on and on about John or Paul, but John really wasn't that awesome and Paul already has enough fans. In fact I can't stand John Lennon in the least and tend to ignore the people who can't stop talking about him. As a whole, John contributed greatly to the music of The Beatles, but that's the end of it. I'm going to get a lot of hate mail from the Lennon Lovers for saying that. Anyways since I wasn't one of the ones watching the documentary over and over during fall break I watched Concert for George on PBS. Concert for George was a concert put on by several musicians including Paul, Ringo, Eric Clapton and George's son Dhani as a memorial of the late musician a year after his death. It was held back in 2002 and I remember watching it for the first time with my dad while I was still in middle school. Since then I have seen in numerous times and have learned quite a bit about Mr. Harrison. My favorite part is still the group performance of While My Guitar Gentle Weeps. That song is one of my all time favorites and Clapton on lead guitar is phenomenal.

I used to have the biggest crush on Dhani.

Today we also took pictures for our upcoming hockey game. We needed to load our roster for the DVCHC so we did picture day in Jay's office. I put a piece of take on my glasses as a Slap Shot homage and of course Jay picked the worst one in the bunch of me. But it doesn't really matter because now it's official. We have a team and our first game is Saturday against Columbia.