November 21st, 2008.
It’s like my world is filled with pee. And traffic. Traffic and pee. We’re racing to Danville, PA and we’re running about 37 minutes behind schedule, which is going to
January 11th, 2007.
I’m listening to one of the albums that powered me through high school. I was dating Whitney, a beautiful woman with an artist’s spirit and a mind sharper than mine
March 3rd, 2004.
We spent the night with our keyboardist Sharif last night, and it was everything I wanted it to be – I was looking forward to a fun and kind of