So yeah... I guess I'm a horrible American.

First thought this morning was, "Why did I go to bed so late last night? -.-" Which then became, "Oh! Today's Erik's birthday! *sends text message*"

Then I decided that Daddy Bow has some really weird psychic powers and I really hate politics because I have to listen to my Nana yell about... pretty much everyone. Her favorite target is Palin at the moment, who I'm beginning to think she may dislike even more then Ms. Clinton.

It wasn't until I got on my computer 10 minutes ago that I even realized that it was September 11th. Well, I realized it (Erik's Birthday and all that) but you know what I mean.

And the very first thought that came to my head was the memory of the marching band on the field that afternoon after a day of doing nothing but watching CNN in our classes and Josh Tiki saying, "I don't care what competition is this weekend, if a single plane flies over this field, I'm out of here!"

And yes, we laughed. And then realized how creepy it was that there was nothing in the sky. Not even birds flew over our field that afternoon.