January 15th, 2017.
So – when I was in elementary school a friend fell and broke his leg. Not a BIG deal right? I remember any number of my friends coming into class
December 31st, 2015.
I haven’t been writing a lot. I suppose that’s okay. 2015 has been a great year personally, but a really rough one for the world, and I think I’d grown
October 4th, 2015.
The first 48 hours of being home was remarkably self-indulgent. I slept the HELL out of Friday morning, eventually got up and went to a local massage parlor called Happy
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
August 22nd, 2015.
Since we’re going to be passing from Baltimore to Saint Louis to Charleston in the next month or so, I figured I’d drop this here too. It’s an entry I
June 14th, 2015.
We’re crossing the Connecticut River and we are hot, exhausted, dusty, gritty and beat. Yesterday morning we got up relatively early in Philadelphia, PA, piled into the car and drive
April 5th, 2015.
We’ve been running hard for a couple of days now and my mouth tastes like too much coffee and my eyes feel like too little sleep. I-90 west has us
March 19th, 2015.
It’s been a rough seven days. Extend that by a couple of weeks and there’s been four deaths on varying levels of my community. Leonard Nimoy died (I hate the
December 9th, 2014.
I’m in a rough place. There’s nothing but angst on the radio and the news is horrific. I tell myself : it’s not that we Live in a shitty world,
August 17th, 2014.
After last night’s show in Stoughton, I didn’t think things could get much better. Every once in a while and think “people give me MONEY to do this… some nights,