June 16th, 2007.
Flatulence. Let’s discuss it. Now, just fyi – this is going to definitely fall into a “tmi” or perhaps even “tmfi” category for many people, so for convenience I’m going
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Flatulence. Let’s discuss it. Now, just fyi – this is going to definitely fall into a “tmi” or perhaps even “tmfi” category for many people, so for convenience I’m going
We’ve been staying in Putnam for the last couple of nights, just up the street from the Victoria Station CafĂ© in a beautiful old house that matches our concept of
Driving home in the dark. It seems that no matter what our stretch of time in New England is, the majority of it is spent driving in the dark in
Tom Bianchi is crazy, and Danielle Miraglia Loves him for it. He’s singing “I’m in the Mood For Love (Simply Because You’re Near Me) at the Lizard Lounge in Cambridge,
Thursday afternoon, wandering in search of the Rose Garden in Upton, MA, we find a town fair going on across the street. The bear didn’t ACTUALLY have ice cream on
Friday was just a nightmare. Bad phone calls from home and a grey, grey day only amplify the feeling of trapped stagnation as we creep the twenty miles from Whitney’s
Tired as all get out, yet singing and tea have pushed my cold back, and I’ve got high hopes for sleep tonight. I’m often horrified by how large Connecticut is.