One, I just wanted to note the first rain we've had in several months in Tucson. It was kind of wan and sad winter rain, but it seemed to make everyone happy. It seemed interesting to me that everywhere from just walking around to the radio to the evening news, everyone was just going on about the rain and the scent of it; I guess that shows what it means round these parts.

Two, had a great conversation with a random guy from the warehouse about Alexander the Great. Does anyone know whether he was actually poisoned, or was it fever or what? Tangentially, if anyone ever made other twenty-some year old males feel unaccomplished, it's that dude.

Three, had a great conversation about the local metal scene with a lady welder. Disturbed is coming to town, apparently, and it really is true that no one can understand a single thing Ozzy says if you meet him in person.