I like excitement. That explains a lot about how I used to get myself into all kinds of trouble. So I've been seeking healthy ways to get my heart pumping. For example, last night I got up and played a couple songs for open mic night at the Atelier coffee house in downtown Minneapolis. What a rush. I sang "Angels Heap," by Neil and Tim Finn and "If I were a carpenter," by Tim Hardin. I don't think I butchered them too badly.

T5R2BGR8FUL4MYWIFE:

1. She had pasta waiting for me when I got home late last night.
2. She thinks I'm a freak.
3. She loves to travel (with me).
4. She believes she is psychic.
5. She makes sure the kids do their homework (sometimes I forget)