October 2007
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October 27th, 2007.
The Christian answer to the Haunted House: we saw a billboard today that said “Come tour the FUTURE!!!! JUDGEMENT HOUSE!!!” with flames all along the bottom. Mew!
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October 26th, 2007.
It’s a beautiful night. The full moon is enough to illuminate my keyboard and the LCD is turned down low. There’d be romance to it if there was someone to be romantic with. We’re driving through the eastern mountains of Tennessee making for the western mountain of North Carolina passing truckers and getting passed by…
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October 24th, 2007.
Today shall be a dirty day, but only because we’re not playing a gig and I feel like I need time off from the clean of me every once in a while. Also, the shower in the house where we’re staying here in Nashville has … well… let it be known that those nozzles are NOT…
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October 23rd, 2007.
It’s been a little tricky here in Nashville. No surprise. There’s a lot of things still going on back home, backlash from family stuff that I’m just not very connected to because I’m not there enough. It’s hard being away so much. Yup… that’s my tongue. See, I’m not just a pretty face!!! I’m an…
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October 22nd, 2007.
Heather and Rowan picked me up from Nashville International Airport early on Friday morning. I practically hadn’t slept since I saw them last and they were foolish enough to turn the navigation over to me on the way back to my friend Whitney’s house. We got lost. Not too severely, but it seems that that…
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October 14th, 2007.
By now we’re back at Susan’s in Belleville, IL and we have crept in like mice, silent and padded of foot. Jeff is here too but everyone’s asleep and so we find our spaces and retreat into them trying to be quiet, quiet, quiet. We are home invaders and will be called out as such if…
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October 13th, 2007.
I am a sleepy button. I should take a nap. Curse hotels and their noon-time check-outs. Curse our full truck that has not enough space for robs to nap in. Curse airlines that don’t conform to the red-eye ideal. It’s been another good night. I think my Grandfather is sending us good gigs as a…
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October 12th, 2007.
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA The mass beagle migration of 2007. Eight of them. Plus four parents. Plus they’ve already given away three of them. For better or for worse, all these puppies are already spoken for – on the one hand, it’s good that we don’t have the option of taking any with us, because that…
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October 11th, 2007.
I’m a moody bitch. I know this. My brain is a chaotic roiling mess. I know this too. But I think I really adore Columbia, Missouri. I like the people: I like talking to the people, I like looking at the people, I like being around the people, listening to them, et cetera. The creatures…
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October 6th , 2007.
Illinois stretches flat and endless and Indiana waves good bye. There’s a trinity of trucks ahead of us and scatterings of families in their minivans and campers. I’m slowly losing my longing for my Saturn and have slowly settling into my Love for the truck. But I still can’t park it too good. Someday I’ll…