Bob Rosen comments every day that "It's unbelievable! You're actually from fourty years ago! You're like the people I knew growing up! You're like someone from my generation!" The people Bob knew growing up include Mezz Mezzrow's son, so I take it as a compliment. Anyway, it was his birthday today, and we all sang for him and had a lovely time. Bob's awesome.

History of Jazz is happening!

I'm signed up for twelve classes next year, three of which are APs. I don't know whether it's suicide or a great idea, because all of my classes are going to be really interesting but really hard.

And I have an AP tomorrow and an awards ceremony tonight and I've spent the last hour surfing the internet.

And, um, this.