A friend of mine who works at a nice post production studio rented the Culver City Ice Rink for a massive game of broomball tonight.  It consisted of about twenty people taping up some brooms, running around in sneakers and falling on our asses for two hours.  It was the funniest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.  I landed on my dome something fierce and was laid out for a good minute.  But on the drive home the song I’d started working on today just fell together.  Maybe I’ve tapped into something.