May 30th, 2023. Columbus, IN. Out.
Steve is trying to impress us. We are impressed. There’s a midwest approach to breakfast that involves stacking. Steve builds UP rather than out. And, yes, we are impressed. We
March 17th, 2018.
There’s light at the end of the tunnel. And we plan to draw the curtains. The light is the daylight of Sunday and we don’t have to get up till
April 15th, 2017.
I’m sitting in a midwestish coffeehouse listening to two people discuss the physical manifestations of Jesus, and how to maintain faith sans the existence of evidence (and / or evidence
September 6th, 2015.
Normally we do about four hours of driving between shows. Five is on the high side. But sometimes the schedule just lines up different and you’ve got to pile it
September 17th, 2014.
Ugh. Nightmares and bad news have swirled together to make what SHOULD be an absolutely beautiful sunshiney day in Bloomington, IN into an emotionally fraught morning. Last night I dreamt
October 22nd, 2013.
Antje Duvekot is on the stereo and we’re listening and hurtling down … down whatever it is that we’re on. Up. Actually, we’re hurtling up I-71 headed back towards Columbus,
June 12th, 2010.
The weather is acting up. I don’t like 90 degrees – and the humidity is disgusting. Stepping out of the house this morning, my glasses covered in condensation almost instantly,
November 14th, 2009.
I’m sitting in a coffeeshop, waiting. I spend a lot of time sitting and waiting in coffeeshops. It’s an okay thing because I can get a LOT of work done
November 12th, 2009.
I feel like I haven’t had any downtime in a long time. That’s not strictly true – I sat and watched some movies with Amy and Kristen last night, but
October 15th, 2009.
Coffee debacle. Hot steamy mocha, poured onto my body… it takes a while for it to soak through the flannel so I guess it took a while for me to