Over the Rhine
I'm going to see them tonight over at Fitzgerald's. They are one of those groups that I feel like everyone should know about, but it's almost better that they don't, so they remain this beautiful secret for us few who know about them.

This is friggin crazy. Maybe it'll get to the point where we eat tasteless gruel loaded with vitamins like in The Matrix.

BIGGIE HOTLINE
Rest in peace, BI.

Woo. I added a comments option. If there are no comments on a particular entry, just click "no comments" and you can post one. It's all about interactivity. Us communications majors know wzupwiddat. Thanks guys.

Nearly a no-hitter for Hawks
I went to the Blackhawks' playoff game on Sunday. Too bad it was the worst hockey game I've ever watched in my entire life, live or on TV. I got quoted in the above article. (Hint: it has the word "morons" in it.)