People,

So, the sweater contest is over and I will announce the winner along with some of the best entries in tomorrow's journal. Everyone who entered put forth a great effort but, as we all know, in the end there can only be one person who truly deserves the sweater of a bloated and severely mediocre guitar player.

In other news - good lord do I hate my job. Crotchety Old Angry Boss (COAB) has been up my ass for like two weeks about nothing. And people, when you've taken a job for the express reason of supporting your rock habit, knowing full well that said job is demeaning and well beneath you, well......you really don't need a COAB up your ass all the time.

As a result of COAB being up my ass I've been thinking a lot about the concept of selling out. Some people have accused us already of being sellouts because we sold a song to ABC Family, which I guess to the cool crowd is very un-rock. But, seeing as how we financed the recording of that song and compromised for no one in its creation, I think it's perhaps the most rock thing ever. If selling a song that I'm proud of to major Disney corporations gets COAB out of my ass permanently then bring it on. Selling out has no relevance at all to bands in our situation. I feel more like we're "selling in", that is, getting closer to making the music that we want to make our full time gig.

Oh well.