July 24th, 2006.

Nightmares. I’ve spent the last couple of days upsetting my sleep schedule in grand fashion. That’s been a dream – a good kind. All day Saturday was spent with music and good musicians and beautiful people and spectacular storms. Yesterday was spent pursuing movies and an uninterrupted moment. There were flowers and tadpoles and grins. And ttoday I visited with Rowan and we had a drive with Crowded House and sunlight and we’ve been having really good talks. The last couple of days have simply been exquisite.

Jess caught this picture of me giving Amy the real rain Love. It was glorious to run around in the INSANE thunderstorm. I felt bad for running out in the middle of someone’s performance, but this needed to be danced in. And then shared. Twrr.

Massive mirth at the Joe Isaacs’ Music That Matters Showcase at the College Perk in College Park, MD. Sharif is playing piano with drumsticks, and I chose this picture, even though you can’t see it, because you don’t get to see Dan and Rowan laughing this hard too often.

Hee! Llama Lovin’ the ground. No particular context for this other than another visit to Homestead Gardens. Watching the llamas do some dirt-bathing makes me happy.

Sweet man man tid tid bit bitter sweet… Heather found a baby mantis too. The tiny creatures are taking over the earth, ever so slightly.

[weird disconnect here – not sure what got lost – but it is what it is – rob 4/28/18] over it. it’s our LIVES in that car! Guitars, amplifiers, laptops. everything’s demolished and I turn around because I’m going to have to turn Heather away from the grey of the ocean and show her that our Life is over.

I wake up and it’s too hot in the room and I’m missing SOMETHING and I hate waking up feeling like I’ve forgotten something or that something is vanished and I simply have no idea what it is. I’m shaking and startled and I don’t even know where I am.