Aack - what a night last night. I am toast. Minna sold out and had a big "crowning of Mr. & Ms. World Peace" moment, playing the basement at 1015 was a blast, and I topped the night off at Radiance dancing to some breakbeats in the outdoor tent. Got home before the sun came up but just barely. The Loöq Represents crew was all over the city like a leapfrogging relay team ... handing off the vinyl baton at each spot, with Megan ferrying, reminding, picking up our paychecks, and even baking us brownies, which, believe it or not, I actually got into 1015. They were just regular brownies (well, triple chocolate), but I thought I was going to lose them to the door guy when he pulled the foil wrapped cube out of my record box and asked "What are these?" Luckily Marc Kate was at the door as well, to vouch for my brownie normalness, but the item the door security seemed most suspicious of was my pocket breathylzer (0% at 5:30am when I finally got back in the car, in case you were wondering).

But what I really wanted to write about was how totally sucky - well actually corrupt might be a better word - the Bush adminstration is. The "about to go to war for oil for the second time" thing is already old news, the new outrage of the day is that the "dolphin safe" tuna labeling safety requirements are being rolled back. That's right ... that little sticker on the side of your tuna can will soon mean absolutely nothing. Our current administration has caved in to a new bunch of rich fat cats, this time the Mexican tuna millionaires who want to sell the US very dolphin unsafe tuna. Anything for a buck. I was so pissed off when I learned this I actually wrote a (somewhat threatening) letter to President Bush. We'll see if I get questioned by the FBI. Apparently some gentleman was questioned by the FBI for requesting stamps that didn't have the US flag. I'll be sure to mail the letter with a patriotic stamp.