2006
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March 23rd, 2005.
Yeah, even when I’m playing, I’m still working in these bars. I hate them. I hate the smell and I hate the noise. I hate watching the guy with the drink hovering over me – it’s rude to back away because you’re implying he can’t hold his liquor (literally) and it’s all a joke when…
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March 21st, 2006.
It’s just always cold here. I realize that’s not always the case, just that since autumn struck here, I’ve had circumstances to return to California, Pennsylvania more frequently in the past 6-7 months than I have in the past two and a half years. Still, waking up at Jozart is beautiful as ever. Plants greet…
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March 14th, 2006.
We sweep into town and we make visits and we poke our families and often as not, my mom wants me to sit and watch a movie with her. As with most things, I generally don’t want to do what my mom asks me to, but also acknowledge that she tends to be right most…
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March 11th, 2006.
I normally like cats. I have no problem with either their arrogance, their aloofness, or their hedonism. I feel that I sort of relate to these traits… Heather meets a mammal on the streets of Greenville, NC. However, I definitely feel that naming a cat after a god is trouble. An already insolent creature, to…
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March 6th, 2006.
Cretceous Groove playing at the SK Net Cafe in Charlotte, NC. On the one hand, I think that whoever booked the bands for the night was quite possibly on crack, as the mixing of musical types was a bit insane. (everyone else was SO HAPPY!) – I really enjoyed meeting these guys. I’m sorry I’m…
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March 5th, 2006.
After spending the first couple of nights with Katie, we’ve moved on to staying with my old friend Nicole. We stayed with her last time we were in Charlotte, back in October, and there’s something about her presence that makes it seem like no time has passed at all. The route to her house is…
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March 4th, 2006.
Sitting in Concord, NC. Dinner is slowly happening to a peice of pork in the kitchen, and Heather’s playing with the cat, and I’m realizing that I’ve truly been slacking in the whole Journal department. I’ve got to write tonnes and tonnes to catch up with the pictures, perhaps… I could just cut and paste…
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March 3rd, 2006.
Nightmares about apocalypse. Heather claims I have a lot of them, but I think they’re just the most memorable, perhaps. All in all, this one was a lot less graphic (I’ve had a good number where I’ve woken up with a very intense memore of childrens slack-fleshed fingers rolling out from under my boots), but…
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March 1st, 2006.
I’m sitting in the Smelly Cat Coffeehouse in Charlotte, NC amidst old painted doors and desk lamps and hanging metal foil biplanes. It seems a very cool place though the strawberry banana smoothie is perhaps not as lush as I would’ve liked. We went on a wandering with Chris and discovered candy stores down by…
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February 26th, 2006.
Sleepy rob. We’re in Wilmington, NC and Deanne’s new house is just beautiful. The dogs are welcoming and curious about the scents of Spooky, Artemis and Zorro. So much sunshine, but 40 degrees cooler than it was down in Savannah. Really good gig last night, and we’ve been shopping, running errands – but now I just…