Hope everyone had a wonderful and educational weekend. I, for one, learned three very important lessons:

1) Everyone must watch the movie Grizzly Man, which they're playing the crap out of over on the Discovery Channel. If you haven't heard of this, it's a documentary using archival footage of this "activist" (read "delusional psychopath") Timothy Treadwell that lives with and eventually gets eaten by the grizzly bears in Alaska. This is a MUST SEE movie.

First off, Treadwell is out of his mind in the most compellingly watchable way possible. He has this naive, childlike way of idealizing the bears and saying things such as (and this is a direct quote) "I'm in love with my animal friends! In love with my animal friends. I'm very, very troubled. It's very emotional. It's probably not cool even looking like this. I'm so in love with them, and they're so f-ed over, which so sucks." After crying about the animals for a little bit, he'll snap into a paranoiac state and go on an expletive-laden tirade against the government and the park department, who are all out to get him. Of course they are.

But the added layer of entertainment is that Werner Herzog, the film's director, is JUST AS INSANE AS TREADWELL. He'll interrupt Treadwell's video footage with his nutty German voiceovers talking about his life philosophy, talking about how unlike Treadwell all he sees in nature is "chaos and murder." Crazy. It's a fascinating look into mental illness. Which brings us to...

2) Flavor of Love is the greatest. show. EVER! In last night's show, Pumpkin spit in New York's face, ending in a bit of a fracas. Awesome. Just awesome. I can't express my love for this show in words.

3) Smoking marijuana can really mess with you. This weekend, I attended a party during which my lungs may or may not have encountered some illegal substances (is my ass covered, legal department?). 3am rolled around and I thought it would be a great idea to leave the party and RUN home. So I ran the mile or so back to my house. In my altered state, it felt GREAT.

When I arrived at my house, I noticed some snow had fallen on the driveway and thought what anyone would naturally think: "It's the perfect time to shovel." So my roommate and his girlfriend came home to find a drunk, stoned guy shoveling their driveway at 3am. Stay off the wacky, kids.

There will be no journal tomorrow, as I'm off doing community service for my heroin bust. But to keep you entertained, Episode 4 of the podcast is up and running. Listen, love and listen again.