August 2009
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August 22nd, 2009.
Listening to “Anna” by Antje Duvekot as the rain falls outside. I can feel myself slipping into the sadness that comes with things that remind me of my father not as he Lived but rather as he died. Like shaving, my grey hair and thinking he never heard us with cello – but I’m not…
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August 16th, 2009.
Well – we’re moved. With the new zip code, I’ve technically moved back into Baltimore City again and I think I’m very, very happy. I’ve got to do some address change crap, call some companies and make sure they know where to send my bills, that sort of thing. Heather’s dropping off a desk tonight…
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August 12th, 2009.
A Porsche almost kills us. I’m amazed at how frenetic some drivers are – with an average speed on I-95 that must be about 75mph, to have something come racing up in your rearview mirror, careening from lane to lane before vanishing past us, squeaking past 18-wheelers and startled SUVs – he MUST have been…
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August 11th, 2009.
The CD release was amazing. I could get used to people actually LISTENING to us. The feeling of owning the room, of a pin drop being audible, of people hanging on your every word… and the feeling that we were giving it all back every bit as hard as people were asking for it. The…
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August 2nd, 2009.
It’s August again. Who’d’ve thunk? We’re rounding Columbus, OH on our way home, nosing our way towards I-70. From there it’s a straight shot back to Baltimore and then back to the pseudo-real-world. With the release of the new CD I’m hoping to start turning my economics back around – to start earning more money…
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August 1st, 2009.
The Neil Armstrong Air and Space Museum in Unpronouncable, Ohio. We rounded a corner while looking for gas after playing in Ohio and were presented with a gigantic freakin’ ball. We parked at the corners of Saturn and Apollo and investigated eagerly… I’m not proud of the amount of fast food I consume. I’m trying…