January 24th, 2023. Participatory Apocalypse.
So, Kristen’s over her symptoms but she’s still testing positive. I’ve never had symptoms and never tested positive. She’s wearing a mask around the house and the house is COLD
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
So, Kristen’s over her symptoms but she’s still testing positive. I’ve never had symptoms and never tested positive. She’s wearing a mask around the house and the house is COLD
I’m stuck at home and I hate it. It’s grey, I hear a little bit of rain – just enough that it sounds like it’s snowing – but it’s grey
It’s January 2nd and I feel attacked. Not massively, just like somehow it’s 48 hours into the new year and I’m running behind. I got up, worked out, took a
It’s the Night Before New Year’s Eve and all through the house… there was a whole lot stirring cause frankly we’re always up to SOMETHING. I mean… the cat’s being
It’s 7. Windchill of -7. Nicely symmetrical and terrifyingly cold. Walking over to Amy’s last night was certainly not the coldest I’ve ever been, but the shock of that cold
Happy Monday? Didn’t sleep last night. There’s been a couple of those recently. The news gets on top of me, the times, the Lives, the deaths. Losing Richard McMullin and
Wednesday December 7th found us gathering in Mark H Rooney’s Taiko Bunker in College Park, MD for a long-awaited #randomactsoftaiko / ilyAIMY show. There was a lot of tacos and
More…December 11th, 2022. It’s beginning to look a lot like…
Happy Sunday! I went to bed last night, satisfied with what felt like a very busy week, excited about the idea of a day off, woke up this morning and
The world plods forward. Ha. That’s a lie. The world HURTLES forward and I’m sent with it holding on with my hastily sharpened teeth. I’ve been cleaning half-heartedly, moving things
As of tonight, as of 8.13pm, Heather and I have been playing together for 21 years. Remember that time all those years ago? Java Head in College Park, MD? We