robilyaimy
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November 22nd, 2003.
Sloth Day doth continue. Snow has dropped on us from over the mountains, and we had many big plans, but a lot of them involved driving around. It’s beautiful! IN the meantime, of course, we really DO have to get out and brave the weather, as we need to get new CDs to CDBaby.com –…
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November 21st, 2003.
Today is Sloth Day. The last week has been full of stress and agony and emotional insanity, and so today was declared Sloth Day. First, we ran about finding food and snacks and “munchies and crunchies”, movies and pomegranates. Then… then we made a clever strategic decision to burn some popcorn. We needed to burn…
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November 20th, 2003.
Erf. Another sort of nothing night. Playing to five people. The Java Lounge recently placed a cover on their open mic, and saw their attendance drop from the full house they had two weeks ago (and this place is BIG) – to tonight’s turn out: 6 people at it’s height. And the owner’s irked at…
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November 19th, 2003.
Tonight we played the Java Lounge, and I’ve got conflicting emotions upon our return. On the one hand, we saw… well, I think she’s the most spectacular singer/songwriter I’ve ever seen. There were no unneccessary words, nothing missing from the chords. Incredible guitar playing, and a beautiful sounding guitar. Her voice was exquisite, and she…
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November 18th, 2003.
Gosh, I can truly embarass myself some nights. We come, we play, we kick ass. That’s a standard, but sometimes I’m just not funny, and I know that, and sometimes someone gets offended. Last night was awesome. We played at Lucky Joe’s in Fort Collins, and I think we played particularly well – the sound…
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November 16th, 2003.
I hadn’t seen much of America before this trip and didn’t have a real good idea of the progression from state to state. But now, I’m drawing little simple pictorals of the landscape from Pittsburg to Loveland, like a combination timeline and topographical map. Rob thinks they look like illustrations of a skin condition. There is…
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November 15, 2003.
Stayed up till 2am last night (which, with the two hour time difference that we’ve still not adjusted to IS a big deal), and talked to Jennie. Despite girlfriends and partners and distance and time, Jennie continues to be, quite possibly, the person I communicate with best. There’s something in our heads that keeps us…
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November 14, 2003.
The fly has found us. Don’t ask me how it did it. It must have hunted long and hard, but the fly has found us. Yesterday we woke leisurely with our heads and hearts not quite wrapped around the two hour time difference. I mean, really, we sort of raced out here to Colorado, with…
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November 12th, 2003.
We’re finally in Colorado. The drive was grueling, with subterranean attack deer, bright sun glare, a near bathroom miss and a real tense moment in the book I’m reading. But first things first. Last night we arrived in Omaha, Nebraska. A small city apparently dominated by the First National Bank – we’d landed a gig…
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November 10th, 2003.
Woke up from weird dreams tonight. The night before, was woken by strange dreams and sirens, and a whuffling, sneezing kitten. Our car alarm went off in Pittsburg at around 7am. We were dazed and scattered, unable to comprehend what was going on. Search for keys, searching for windows, unable to remember where we were……