April 5th, 2013.
Mmm. Peppers just smell CLEAN. We’re driving East through Pennsylvania snacking on yellow bell peppers and listening to 80s music. Life’s alright. I question Heather’s “pepper dance”, but only a
February 28th, 2010.
It’s Sunday morning. I’m making coffee. Our coffeemaker is hugely industrial-looking and has been given the less-than-delicate name Eleanor. Eleanor needs to hurry it up because this morning I truly
February 17th, 2009.
We drove into the sun to get here and now have the sun in our rearview as we rapidly depart. Frederick is apparently where the sun Lives. Heather and I
August 20th, 2007.
The New Deal Cafe benefit went better than I could’ve hoped – I can’t believe the sheer talent of the people I know… between the open mics in Reisterstown, the
March 27th, 2006.
California is its usual rollercoaster, and we pack as much in as we can. Sleeping little, some nights we’re out too late, all nights we’re up too late, I Love