As I listen to The Arcade Fire's album Funeral, I watch the helicopters buzz over town. Oh Bush, how much effort goes into your transportation! As I biked over the Naval Academy Bridge Troopers were stationed at either side, monitoring for suspicious folk. I guess I passed muster because I passed unmolested. Must be my honest face.

I sure love this album.

Matilda told me 'You are weird. But in a good way.' That's a good right? To be weirdly good? Or goodly weird.