August 5th, 2007.
What can I say? I Love White Rose Confession. Fridays really, really suck, but I LOVE White Rose Confession. This past Friday was truly a day from Hell – one
July 21st, 2007.
I wonder what it says about America today that we’re making SO many vigilante movies… I guess we’ve always had a tradition of cowboys taking the law into their own
July 20th, 2007.
I don’t want to really do anything today. I feel like I’ve been driving too much, on the phone too much, scattered too much, but I had to come up
July 8th, 2007.
Tonight we played Java Mama’s in Resiterstown, MD – normally one of my favourite gigs, but tonight it was a bit rough. A friendly coffeehouse with wonderful humans slinging coffee
May 21st, 2007.
I Love being in the studio – I Love being in the centre of us and hearing everything that we’ve pushed out of ourselves into signal and microphone grill, watching
May 12th, 2007.
Sitting at the College Perk, enjoying the breeze. It’s absolutely unfair to have gone from the beautiful spring that we’ve enjoyed really since the trip began and we hit Alabama
March 2nd, 2007.
It’s a good day. My computer problems are not resolved. I think my computer’s USB hub has died and that is most unfortunate because we’re going to have to finagle
January 30th, 2007.
Sitting at the College Perk with it’s new huuge bar, hanging out with friends as we all just sort of catch up with our Lives. Got work to do. I’ve
January 15th, 2007.
It is Hellish-dreary in New England. We had sunshiny skies upon departure from Maryland, just long enough for me to put my sunglasses on – and then take them back
January 11th, 2007.
I’m listening to one of the albums that powered me through high school. I was dating Whitney, a beautiful woman with an artist’s spirit and a mind sharper than mine