Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes

Congratulations to TV on the Radio on winning the fourth annual Shortlist Music Prize. They put out a challenging record and deserve the recognition. Also, I've been told they do a mean cover of the Pixies' "Mr. Grieves."

For those of you who'd like to listen to U2's new record, How to Dismantle an Atom Bomb, before it comes out, click here.

Kim and I met last night with the Catholic priest who will be marrying us next June. He was really down-to-earth and didn't once tell us we were going to hell for living together in sin before getting married. It looks like I lost that bet. Kim invited him to the rehearsal dinner, and I began to wonder if priests actually enjoy hanging out with people who aren't priests. It reminds me of the chaplain from "Catch-22." The officers like the chaplain because he is a man of God but don't like him because they always have to be on their best behavior whenever he is around. Also, priests notice when your baby is crying. So take your crybaby to the cry room, if not for the priest, for me.