I looked at the calander, and it's September 11. I completely lost track of days. you know how you hear people say they'll never forget what they were doing when Kennedy was shot, or the space shuttle crashed? I was sleeping in when my sister called and asked if I could get any information on a plane that had crashed into the twin towers. I tried to get online, but couldn't. I called my family and a few college friends to try to find out what was going on -- since I didn't have a television. My friends and I skipped classes, went to Matt's apartment, ordered a pizza, and spent the day watching the news reports unfold.

I assume tonight at the show we'll pray for the survivors and their families...