I just arrived home from Vermont. On the drive home, I had no iPod, so I had a lot of time to think. And focus on not crashing my yellow 1987 Volvo station wagon, which was a tremendous task, because the car shakes and rumbles and grumbles on the highway (her name is Elenor). So, I thought about all the stuff I want to blog about, but now I can't recall most of it.

Anyways, Vermont was excellent. I love when I'm reminded just how great friends are. Last night was one of those reminders. We played cards and DP'ed and talked the night away. And our judgement really wasn't too bad. It was great. 

In other news, Ms. Hedberg emailed me back about the film festival, and told me that my film deserved to place, and that she was going to show it to future filmmaking classes. So that made me feel good. 

Happening right now: I have to leave for Bonardi's Tuxedo Rental to pick up that dress shirt from them, even though it's not actually the one I rented. So I'm going to return the wrong shirt to Mr. Tux, and I don't care. They can suck it. I'm going to Bonardi's for my tux next time. The guy there was really friendly.