Someone else at the Burren. I was surprised by
the whole selling of person to person, flesh, hitting on, et cetera
that happened before this open mic. For such a friendly place, I felt
like you had to really watch your back.
Heather's been experimenting with
CD packaging - she just gives me photos to work on, I work'em up, and
she makes these beautiful CD cases.
October 24th, 2003.
We're back at Shane's for the weekend - we arrived
in Philadelphia last night and went out to get about $125 worth of sushi
- blowing our budget (but at least it was between five people!) but it
was soo nice. I think the only thing I didn't appreciate about the place
was the absolute obscene cold of the bathroom. Oh yes, hard to aim with
when shrivelege is not just a priveledge, but a God damned fact of Life.
Anywho - the morning has been filled with firedrills. It's moments like
these that separate the folk stars from the ROCK stars. I had ear-plugs
with me. After the second or third one, I just slept on through.