I've decided that I hate Wednesdays. They're the worst. There's nothing good about them. Anway, I'm rocking out to some Midtown right now cause I remembered yesterday how much if freaking love that band. They're out of Atlanta-actually named for the Midtown section of Atlanta-but their last album came out three years ago so I'm guessing they're not around anymore.  It's a shame cause I thought they were pretty good. The chorus from "Just Rock and Roll", "God I wish I could hate you for the rest of my life", just kept rolling around in my head today. Don't fret, I'd compare it to the title line from Death Cab For Cutie's "Someday you will be loved", it's a line that, at face value, sound kind of harsh, but it's actually saying the exact opposite. Neat stuff. Another thing rolling around in my head today was my favorite definition of the word courage. I thought it was from Hemingway and after some looking around I found I was right. It's from a story called "Fifty Grand" which is about an aging boxer who bets on himself to lose a fight and takes a dive to make sure he does. The story isn't as important as the point, which is that courage is heading into that ring, knowing that you're going to fail, that you might even have to force yourself to fail, and still going out there and taking all the punishment and putting on a good show. Now to me that's pretty cool.