March 4th, 2007.
he weather is sunshiny and down-right peachy as we pass the giant peach in Gaffney, South Carolina. We’ve left Ben behind and his kind smile is lingering as we drive
November 11th, 2006.
I just got a couple of photographs from other friends, so I’m going to throw them in now… here’s the band in Viper Squadron regalia strapping in for Halloween at
November 10th, 2006.
Christmas carols on a warm day in North Carolina. As Johny Mathis sings of the slow fall of snow, the sun sinks slowly to the horizon as we round Chapel
July 31st, 2006.
This was sent to me the other night. It’s stuff like this that keeps me alive somedays. “Rob and Heather, I saw you last night at the George Washington
July 31st, 2006.
Cats are supposed to be graceful creatures, full of poise and haughty elegance. Here in Asheville, where we’re staying with a new friend named Windy, her two black cats are…
March 6th, 2006.
Let me talk to you about bathrooms. I’ve talked about them before. Let me onto the floor again. The cold, tile floor most likely. We have encountered many a bathroom
March 4th, 2006.
Sitting in Concord, NC. Dinner is slowly happening to a peice of pork in the kitchen, and Heather’s playing with the cat, and I’m realizing that I’ve truly been slacking
March 3rd, 2006.
Nightmares about apocalypse. Heather claims I have a lot of them, but I think they’re just the most memorable, perhaps. All in all, this one was a lot less graphic
September 30th, 2005.
Last night I frightened poor Raleigh with my flatulence. I shouldn’t really write about this in the Journal, as knocks off any remaining rockstar mystery, but… really, I don’t revel