January 28th, 2010.
Someone out there is a toilet paper tester. They check out the scent. They investigate the softness, the flimsiness. They worry about the grip, the ripples, whether it rips. Someone
January 23rd, 2010.
It’s sunshiney, it’s beautiful. We’re in wild and wooly West Virginia, we’re well-fed and racing, headed north to Pittsburgh. Last night’s show was a mix of debacle and delicious, with
January 21st, 2010.
I’ve got a headache. It’s sprung from nowhere to abuse my brain. Not enough sleep, too much coffee, and quite possibly the edges of a cold all encroaching slowly on
January 20th, 2010.
I’m really freaking tired, so I’m going to keep this short. Saturday was our last day at the NAMM show and we saw a lot of cool stuff. Kristen wrote a
November 20th, 2009.
Almost home. Sort of. Almost home, but headed West at 75mph through Western Pennsylvania with every sense wailing “but you’re going the wrong way!!!”. As we round Pittsburgh yet again,
October 18th, 2009.
This morning I’m angry. It’s taking some time to seep in, but all the rage is flowing back in, filling every capillary. The helpless rage of having something taken from
October 9th, 2009.
I really can’t ever say enough about Pittsburgh – especially in the fall. Pennsylvania is one of the most beautiful states in the country and Pittsburgh epitomizes it. Rearing out
April 18th, 2009.
Pittsburgh is like the model train layout in the basement of a man who’s obsession has outgrown his floor space. And so he builds up. Thousands of tiny houses stacked
March 13th, 2009.
Another interesting night at Java Mammas. As the weather gets warmer we have more and more Incidents outside and I fear for my little coffeehouse sometimes. I find it such
February 26th, 2009.
Ugh – weird dreams last night (or wyrd, which is weirder than weird? – no, not THAT weird). Perhaps it comes from sleeping on floors for weeks at a time,