March 14th, 2008.
This is a Christian owned auto repair shop. It rains in Texas like God hates the Earth. Flames light the trees like Hell outside New Orleans. Later it’s the moon,
December 5th, 2007.
Ah, I’m so adult – but not so adult that I’m actually freaking out about the first snow of the season – just adult enough to see it as a
March 18th, 2007.
Greetings from I-10 somewhere in Western Texas, in the cut-out gullies and ditches of hills where the limestone is similar in geometry and colour to the road-kill deer we pass
March 17th, 2007.
Wandering South by South West makes me feel old. The downtown events of the “real” South by South West are basically a huge bar crawl as people go from
March 16th, 2007.
For our last day/night in Houston we went back to hang out with friends at JP Hops, said our goodbyes to Pam and played their open mic – and promised
March 14th, 2007.
Ugh. I feel iffy. Exhaustion and too much interesting food, not enough sleep and running night after night after night is finally taking its toll and my belly is aching
March 12th, 2007.
Oh my God. Insane storm last night. I’d Love to tell you how much I’ve been Loving Texas, and I’d Love to tell you about JP Hops, and Joe Kowan,
September 14th, 2006.
A request from a coffeeshop customer to the owner. On the right – a Lovely mouse-mobile and the MESS I made at a pizza place in Galveston. Their motto is
September 13th, 2006.
It’s 2am and I came home with Dan and Jess. I’ve never been to their place before, and I’ve enjoyed exploring all the weird electronic STUFF that Dan has. We’ve been
August 29th, 2006.
I miss Heather. I’ve been out in Galveston for a week and a day and played out three times and I miss playing with Heather. Playing solo is… interesting. And