This awful day is coming to an end and I have time to breathe, so.

At 2 a.m. my friend Brian Beutler was shot multiple times. He lost a lot of blood and underwent major surgery. And by 4:30 p.m., when I saw him in the hospital, he was cracking jokes. That’s the kind of guy he is: invincible. The blogosphere’s very own 50 Cent.

He’s also going to be a man with some serious hospital bills. Plans are in motion for Kriston‘s band Gestures, my band The Surge, and some other friends’ bands to play a benefit concert in D.C. to raise money for Brian in the near future. I’ll be posting notices here as soon as things firm up. If you can attend, please do, and if you can’t but can donate money, please do that instead. I’m going to set up a PayPal account for Brian as soon as I figure out how. What a great thing it would be if we could come together as a community to support each other when disaster hits.

That’s it for me tonight. I’m fried. The important thing is that my friend is going to be OK. It’s going to take more than fucking bullets, I can tell you that much.