July 7th, 2017.
Back on the road again after an action-packed couple of days at home. We came home early because Kristen’s brakes were giving us ominous signs of impending failure, and with
September 20th, 2014.
I Love the gradual change inherent in car travel. You drive for hours, crossing state lines, you roll down the windows and the air smells different. You take a break
January 23rd, 2014.
We’re back to a monochrome world again, but now it’s all the snow of the east coast storms that have covered the earth all the way to where we were
January 22nd, 2014.
Being on tour and being sick is pretty fucking miserable. We’re not on tour. I’m still sick. This is worse – you don’t have the notion that you “just have
October 23rd, 2009.
As Amy would say: I’m a sleepy button. As Heather remarked this morning: there’s no rest for the wicked. I’m not sure which is a more accurate reflection of my
October 22nd, 2009.
We’re departing Nashville with a big, big drive ahead of us. Not the biggest, certainly, but I generally am not a fan of anything over four hours. My laptop battery
October 27th, 2008.
Slowly Rowan and i make our way towards departure. My attention has been drawn to a song by Gordon Lightfoot called “On Susan’s Floor” which seems unduly appropriate: “Like crippled
October 21st, 2008.
Nashville wouldn’t be the same without smokey bars – and so Rowan and I return to Whitney and Freddie’s smelling of cigar smoke and cigarettes, sweat and tequila. Sometimes you
March 12th, 2008.
We’re deep in the heart of Alabama, trying hard to rectify the situation. The sky is blue and cloudless and it’s one of those days where it’s just a little
March 9th, 2008.
Would you LIKE the story that begins with playing “It Ain’t Unusual” by Tom Jones and ends with slaying the black widow in Daryl Hannah’s El Camino’s engine block? Enticing,
