It's a day I've been both excitedly anticipating and dreading: One Night Band. I was up late last night thinking of song ideas and then quashing them quickly (sue me for trying to be prepared). Actually, I was up late last night wathching The Holy Mountain with Hugh, Jen, Dave, and a bottle of Don Julio. But that is neither here nor there. The point is I'll probably just bring a mandolin to this thing and hope for the best.

Saw bits of the Ted Kennedy memorial last night. It was sad. You could tell everyone who spoke had such a large degree of genuine respect for the guy. I don't think there was much posturing. You don't see that a lot these days. Dude clearly made mistakes in his past, but regardless Teddy deserves the praise he's receiving. Ronald Reagan didn't even do a quarter of the good that Teddy did and old Ronnie's practically a political saint these days; least we could do is honor Ted's service and life.

Word is Oasis may be splitting up for good. Bummer. We'll see how long that lasts.