2006
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May 16th, 2006.
Another competitor at the Susquehanna Music and Arts Festival – Julie Clark. One of only two people I’ve ever seen perform with a little miked footpad for percussion (the other being Dave Pahanish). Her bass player, Jess Willoughby, was simply awesome. We ended up out in the fields after the context playing songs to one…
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May 14th, 2006.
Wow, exemplify my mood swings please. I spent yesterday with my friend Amy – just hanging out and working on projects and spending time in one another’s space. This morning I’m reminded that I’m allergic to the world, but yesterday was quite, quite good. So, when I first met Rowan, for some reason the black…
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May 13th, 2006.
It may well be a lazy day. It has not been earned but it is in preparation for days that will not be quite so lazy. Over the next week I’m going to try to place myself on a… (ok, don’t fall our of your chair or anything… be ready for it) “work schedule”. Yup.…
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May 12th, 2006.
Alas, at band practice last Tuesday, Keola demonstrates that fact that he can seduce even an innocent, innocent pocket monster. TRY to say “Pica” with your mouth full… go ahead… TRY IT. My brain is still sort of in a weird place. I’ve had melancholy dreams where I Live for years in a relationship –…
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May 11th, 2006.
The new happy family. Del, George and Pica. George presents to me the horror that is a crawfish. As a Marylander, I feel quite at home dismembering a crab. This creature, however, I display very little talent for. To the right, my brother sitting in front of a portrait of Gunther von Hagen, the inventor…
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May 10th, 2006.
Rowan’s Dad’s gun rack. How Southern is THAT?!!? No, really? How Southern? Woke up at Rowan’s after a long, restless night of tossing and turning. Didn’t get up with my alarm because I figured – Hell, I’ve been tossing and turning… My head’s been in a weird space for a while, very depressed, very moody…
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April 30th, 2006
This rob is only barely conscious but his head is still ringing from the thunderstorms’ passage. My brother’s wedding is SUPPOSED to be outside… oh how they’re hopeful… the weather is dubious and dripful. Oh frabjous day, calloo callay! My brother’s getting married today! Katy’s Lovely dog, Tigger, occupies Keola’s patch of floor. There was…
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April 28th, 2006.
I’m happy for my brother. All this marriage stuff… I’m also sorry for him. Absolute chaos. I’ve been painting numbers on to little circles which are being glued on to little folded thingies which are being placed on tables so that people know where they’re due to park their bottoms. Houston’s weather seems to have…
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April 27th, 2006.
My mom walking her cats. Wow. Just got an email leaving me feeling pretty stunned. A lengthy email about how I’m a worthless and talentless parasite who would shame my dead father. Pretty painful to read from someone who I’d somewhat respected. After posting my thoughts on myspace and after being bolstered by a couple…
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April 24th, 2006.
An insane weekend of a lot of driving, a lot of music, a lot of flatulance out of Keola, and just in general, a lot of fun. Meredith gave me an egg for Easter, and a wrapped present that “begins with a C and ends with a D”. Just as I’d hoped, it’s a copy…