August 2nd, 2007.
Typical rob dreams last night – the world ended, wide-spread calamity, chaos and the burning of things. Last-minute packing. I decided if I couldn’t bring ALL of my Magic cards,
October 28th, 2006.
Well, Heather’s toe is getting worse. I’m worried for it. A couple of days ago, still in California, I’d noticed she was limping, and since then it’s swollen considerably, turned
March 23rd, 2005.
Yeah, even when I’m playing, I’m still working in these bars. I hate them. I hate the smell and I hate the noise. I hate watching the guy with the
January 1st, 2006.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! New Year’s Eve. Exciting and fun, and perhaps not cathartic but still pretty satisfying. A night of mood swings and battle like any other, maybe, and I
December 28th, 2005.
There are nights when you come off the stage and you think to yourself … “damn”. Those are good nights. Tonight I was wired and strange and my body and
December 24th, 2005.
I’m sleepy. Satisfied and sleepy. My fingers are sore from playing a nice, relaxed almost-Christmas gig up at Java Mamma’s tonight. Had some surprise guests, and a number of friends
September 18th, 2005.
Bloody Hell, is sleep simply a thing of the past? Maybe my sleep schedule is just overly skewed, screwed and abused as my brain whirls and spits its opinions on
March 5th, 2005.
Last night was a rough night. We played the College Perk, perhaps for the last time… that’s not a jibe at the Perk, that’s just an acknowledgement that they’re building