July 10th, 2022. Kristen Day.
I think this is the first time a birthday party’s felt like a BIRTHDAY party since 2020. rob Day at the New Deal Cafe? Yeah – that was the last
July 10th, 2022. Oh yeah. Hostin’!
Okay, going to an open mic Friday night and then hosting mine on Sunday were two very, very different entities. Being reminded how very different open mics can be, both
July 3rd, 2022. Hawt open mic night.
Sunday was a beautiful night, and though it was hot, it wasn’t brutal. Unlike last week, which where we spent our time watching the skies and worrying about the incoming
June 26th, 2022. Beat the rain.
Oh man. It was way too hot. Right up until it wasn’t. Had to ask Steve Hung to come back next week so we could break down and get out
June 20th, 2022. Slow movin’.
Outside of my vicious and viscous allergies, this weekend is one that I could Live forever, just about. A couple of things that I’d add, maybe a couple of miles
June 12th, 2022. Clearing the Air at the Open Air Open Mic.
I could NOT sleep last night, mostly because I was full of the ShouldaSaids. Open mic nights are back – though how strong that claim is, well, only time will
More…June 12th, 2022. Clearing the Air at the Open Air Open Mic.
June 7th, 2022. Shh. Recovering.
Trying not to think about the future too much. I’m enjoying the act of craft right now, but not terribly interested in creation. I’m enjoying the motion of spinning wheels,
April 24th, 2022. A good day.
Yesterday was great and awful and too hot and too cold and a LOT of fun and a lot of waiting and a lot of… extremes. We played two festivals
April 17th, 2022. Happy Easter.
Easter doesn’t really mean much to me, neither does Ramadan or Passover or Seder – and so I didn’t think too much about picking up gigs this weekend. Alas, it
January 17th, 2022. Snalkin talkin and balkin.
Spending so much time at home, watching the skies. Weather’s been dramatic and the temperature’s been low. Grateful for snow, which I adore, grateful for Kristen, who I adore, grateful