September 1st, 2004.

Sleep is beckoning, just a bit. We’ve been working hard, playing hard. I think one of our previous tactical errors has been relaxing far too much when we’re “Home”. Hah. Heather comes home. I don’t get to, apparently.

Anywho – we relax too much when we get here. We don’t book shows, we don’t play open mics, we don’t push. We’re not falling into that this time, and we’re working hard, and I think it’s paying off. We played TWO open mics last night – another tonight. I should really keep a bloody tally. We’ll need to go back and figure it out at some point. As best I can tell, we’ve gone to at least 97 different open mics over the past year – and I know I haven’t been THAT good at keeping track of all of them. And we’ve hit many of them two, three, seven times.

We’re so bad ass.

Tired.

Sleep.

*thunk*

Part of the exhaustion - we took some time off to go to the Maryland Renaissance Festival!
Part of the exhaustion – we took some time off to go to the Maryland Renaissance Festival!
Heather dressed up for Fest.
Heather dressed up for Fest.
Ready to enjoy our state sport of jousting?
Ready to enjoy our state sport of jousting?
Sharif perching at the Folk Art Cafe in Bowie, MD.
Sharif perching at the Folk Art Cafe in Bowie, MD.
ilyAIMY at the Folk Art Cafe.
ilyAIMY at the Folk Art Cafe.
Sweet man man tid tid bit bittersweet...
Sweet man man tid tid bit bittersweet…

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