Write on My Face

The month of March has come and gone very quickly. Spring Break was excited for me because I got to venture up north to see my girlfriend Rachel Kindergan in a minimum security psychiatric prison. She's doing well. The doctors say she'll be released sometime next winter.

Last night was interesting. My good friends Kristen, Judy, and Jill Vanderoef came down from Palm Coast to have a night out on the town. We stayed in most of the time, except for when we saw a famous person. We were on our way out to get something for dinner when I noticed a strange looking man through the doors of the Garden Room at UCF.

I'm sure most of you know Max Weinberg from Conan O'Brien. When I say most, I mean no one. At any rate, that's exactly who we saw! In case you don't know him, he's the drummer and he looks like this on television:


Notice I said that that's what he looks like on television. He doesn't look like that in person. He actually looks like this:


His eyes are all going in crazy directions and his glasses are small, Mr. Bourguignon-Physics-Professor style. Lucky for us, we got to take a picture with him.


Notice how he wants to be there. Wait, nope. At least he has cool hair....

Anyway, so, after our disappointing meeting with Maxi-Pad Weinberg, Kristen, Jill and I went back to my room (Judy was already there...she didn't want to meet Maxi) to record some fun Kelly Clarkson songs! You can download them in The Editing Room under Original Recordings.

• "Just Missed the Train," Jill Vanderoef
• "Low," Kristen Vanderoef

But, I think the coolest part of last night was the fact that we got Maxi's personal autographs. He wrote our names on each one -- Jesse, Jill, Kristen (remember, Judy was back at the dorm-ranch, probably watching a movie, i.e., sleeping). I felt special, however, because Maxi wrote a personal little message on my autograph.