January 6th, 2022. Do Your Worst.
If you could go so far as to assume that the people around you are just doing their best, that would probably go a long way towards making the world
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
If you could go so far as to assume that the people around you are just doing their best, that would probably go a long way towards making the world
I Love the snow. I Love romping in it. I Love walking in it. Snalking while SWALKing. I adore what’s all over the roads and my lawn and my hair
Happy New Year my friends. I don’t believe there to be any members of ilyAIMY who’re on the prowl, but if you don’t think “2022” sounds like the future, you’re
(please note, this isn’t a warm and fuzzy Christmas post… it’s sort of a weird one… ) It’s almost the end of the year of our Calendar’s Lord, 2021. Anal
12 20 21. That’s just fun. So – at a board meeting last night for a folk organization I’m involved with we spiral into the now monthly conversation about what
More…December 20th, 2021. Bored with the board. (but a great night)
Tis the last in-person open mic of the season and I’m glad of it. Not because I haven’t enjoyed them, but because omicron is kicking up and though I’d LOVE
Happy Monday. For a certain value of “happy”. Definitely a set value of “Monday” though. It’s Christmas week. It’s the last week of the Sandy Spring Open Mic till a
800,000 people. Eight hundred fucking thousand people. It sometimes doesn’t actually sound like a LOT. We talk about lawsuits in the millions and budgets in the billions and deficits in
More…December 15th, 2021. Open Mic at the SPRING with Luke Roberts.
Last night was exquisite. Hi there audience member, why don’t you scoot a little closer so I can whisper that in your ear. Then I’ll step back for a moment
Having one of those exhausting kinda days. It’s just past noon but I’ve had plenty of messages from people. I’m grateful that there’s any semblance of “agree to disagree” in