I was maybe ten years old. I woke up, raced down the stairs, poured out a sizable bowl of Cap'n Crunch (still a favorite), ran into the living room and flipped on the tube. I was confused to see some kind of lame news program where The Bugs Bunny-Roadrunner Show was supposed to be. At first I was angry, how could they do this to us kids? Canceling cartoons in favor of stupid news! Then a horrifying realization settled into my young, weary brain. It was Friday. I was late for school.

I've been faced with similar confusion for the past two days. Yesterday (Thursday), as I was grinding through stress and last minute changes for a big presentation, I could have sworn it was Friday. Wishful thinking I suppose. Now, here it is, 4:15 on Friday afternoon, and the fact that it isn't Saturday still has me dazed like a tagged antelope on Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom.

All that aside, there's a new soundtrack up.