I had a dream last night that my Uncle Glenn was president Bush, and I got to sit down with him at my dad's parents old house and try to tell him why people didn't like him. (Bush, not my Uncle. People really like my uncle.) So we sat down, and I went to the fridge, and all my granparents had was chocolate milk, and I thought that was cool, because I love chocolate milk.

Also, in real life, I got to meet one of the people who wants to take Curtis's room. She's a pornstar named Brandi. I think Robert and Jamie decided against her.

It's been raining on and off all weekend. It's so cool.

Class doesn't start until 2pm today, and tomorrow, and we have wednesday off. This is our pre-production week, so our class load is a little light. Wednesday, I need to sit in on an audition session for Rochelle's film.

We've actually also got all of next week off to film.

The Lions lost, so all again seems right in the world. They still have a winning record though. So that's pretty sweet. Ohio State got stomped 33-7.

That's it for now kids.
JGP