Having a Bruce Banner day today. What is a Bruce Banner day you ask? It's a day where on the outside I'm trying to remain calm but on the inside I'm hoping no one exposes me to any gamma radiation; for fear the angry green giant may try and bust through my facade. Unable to pinpoint the source of this rage, at best I attempt to control it. Music helps, so does reading, peace and quiet, writing and things like that. But when managing testy teenagers is a part of your job description, that whole 'peace in the universe' thing is a lot harder to achieve. At least I have the weekend to look forward to. Supposed to be getting together with my old bandmates. Maybe Mr. Green will be pacified by getting a chance to rock out. Maybe.