October 30th, 2005.
I’m full. I’m tired. I might die. The last couple of days have been Lovely, but very full. I’ve been falling asleep at around 7am this past week, and then
September 14th, 2005.
The Beatles, “Let It Be,” just came on the satellite radio here at Perk, the first chord timed with my first keystroke and determining the subject of this entry. Rob brings
August 24th, 2005.
Last night we played one of Rob Thorworth’s singer/songwriter showcases at the Austin Grill in Silver Spring, MD. Rob always pairs us up with really strong performers because he knows
August 23rd, 2005.
I’m thirty years old, and today was the first time I ever gave anyone the finger in traffic. It’s a turn that always makes me nervous – the right-hand turn
August 14th, 2005.
I’m staying with Rowan tonight, perhaps in danger of giving meat to all those rumours. I’m glad I’m here. He’s off with his lady but will come back in time
August 11th, 2005.
Today would have been my Dad’s 61st birthday – and as such, I knew I was going to be spending the day with my mom. It’s also just really convenient
August 10th, 2005.
Sleepy, so not much of an entry tonight. I’m over at my mom’s house after a long night of playing music in two places… the post wandering vacation is over,
July 11th, 2005.
PLOJ XXXIII was a success, though – as always – very different from what I expected. We had gotten a huge article in the Washington Times which I had semi-hoped would result
June 29th, 2005.
A two dollar bill we received in Houston at the Mucky Duck – known for giving change in two dollar bills. Presumably with little swan things in silver marker on
June 21st, 2005.
It’s crazy to think that it’s only just summer as of today. I think. We keep thinking “it’s been a crazy summer”. It’s merely been a crazy spring. It’s midnight,