The College Board? What do they know, anyway?

My AP scores came in the mail today. (I decided to stick it to the man and not pay the stupid college board to find out a whole 10 days early.) Pretty sure I got ripped off when it came to my AP Lit score. Either that, or Hewitt was lying to us all year. I wonder how he sleeps at night in Daytona. I'm ticked.
But, I'm a little consoled because I am going to see my all-time favorite band in concert on Friday night. David Crowder Band is definitely the best band ever... and I'm sure I'll get shot for a statement like that. Have you noticed that people tend to be violently opinionated about their music?
Speaking of getting shot, Julie and I leave Saturday morning for good old inner-city Detroit for two weeks, so this blog is going to get really quiet for a while. To our 4-5 occasional readers/commenters, I'm sorry. Go read the Manly Mustaches blog for entertainment. (Not like we're really entertaining...)
Oh, and by the way, Jules, should we bother taking the Tabasco to Detroit? Beth's going to Poland at the same time... maybe we can beat her.