January 24th, 2009.
We’re wandering through the leaf-strewn streets of downtown Raleigh and the night’s closed in like a fist. We’re discussing kittens and following Jamie to Jack Sprat. Last night’s show at
August 6th, 2006.
Kudzu drapes the trees that line 40, turning them into hulking, lumbering beasts that reach longing arms toward the highway. The body language suggests the intent to either devour vehicles
August 6th, 2006.
Ugh. I’m sneezing like crazy and my nose has decided that the season has officially really hit summer, or perhaps my nose has decided that the difference between 100 degree
October 11th, 2005.
Sitting in a coffeeshop, passing the time, trying to get my email, hating the sheer bloody-minded stupidity with which Windows networks wirelessly. If I had it all to do again,
May 16th, 2005.
Sitting at Deanne’s house, watching the sun go by. She keeps it dim in here, and we struggle with blinds and drapes in an effort to let some of the
January 31st, 2005.
I don’t know that we’ve ever had an open mic turn around so dramatically on us… and I mean that in a good way. We arrived at Ham’s Restaurant and
October 20th, 2004.
It’s interesting – Georgia and Kat wanted to know what “our plan” was. Georgia has a very specific game plan involving a CD release, a book, a sampler CD, another Someone’s
October 18th, 2004.
Arriving back in the clutches of Georgia and Kat – being welcomed into a house full of scintillating candle light and flickering fire and something really nice that I can’t
October 10th, 2004.
Oh my God – we’re in Greenville, NC, and cigarettes are cheaper than gas. We’re driving, and we’re passing pumpkin patches. Last night we played the … let me get