timeripple | stand and deliver, kind sir she said, or in one moment, or in one moment, I'll shoot you dead

There is a CD. It is a real CD. That people pay money for, which five people have already done. An actual CD. With our names on it. It is beautiful, and it is pretty thanks to

edajaram's mad computer art skillz. It is called "The Night We Had The Goats... For Breakfast", and it has "The Fiddleheads" in big shiny letters on the front and on both sides and there is a goat. The goat's name is Simon. There are several grammatical errors which make this batch a Collectable Limited Edition. Five of us have just returned from opening for Emerald Rae at her CD release party (she is our instructor and she is awesome and you should all buy her CD, "Contemplaytion") at Club Passim.

That's right. We got to play at Club Passim. SQUEE!

Also, my 10-second solo does not suck. You can buy the CD for a mere $10 at our St Patrick's Day Celebration/CD Release Party on Wednesday, at any of our upcoming concerts, or by contacting any of us personally.

Under Milk Wood still has one more weekend! Come see meeee!

Philosophy midterm, what philosophy midterm? Who needs Descartes anyway? Being a musician is glamorous.