My karmic debt is almost paid off...

Sorry for the radio silence kids. I must have acquired some bad karma somewhere along the line and it came back to bite me in the ass in the form of having to serve on grand jury duty service in DC. Not petit jury duty where you are there for an hour? a day? a week? No, no, I mean grand jury duty where you're there for 32 DAYS (you did indeed read that correctly yup), 5 days a week, 9am-5pm, sitting in a room that hasn't been remodeled since Eisenhower was in office (read: no internet access). Ol' JP Sartre obviously never had to endure grand jury duty in the District of Columbia because if he had, he would have stated hell is people AND grand jury duty, for realsies. But I am happy to announce that it all ends finally 6/6, and I will be back to having online access during the day and thus able to get to posting the 87687685 interviews, reviews, and comments I've had piling up over the last month. Say it with me, YAYAYAYAY!

What is Hell?

Hell is...GRAND JURY DUTY. Which I am stuck on. With a group of people who have apparently served 98755798 times and lover it mucho. I think Satre was right, hell is other people. But as promised, the rest of my SXSW experience, my interview with The Red Romance, and shows reviews are forthcoming. Hell is also being stuck in a courthouse all. day. long. with a wifi signal that makes one dream of dial-up so bear with me....:)