March 30th, 2018.
I think it’s pretty safe to say that I’ve spent a fair amount of my Life avoiding responsibility. I don’t know where the trait took hold, but whether it’s simply
December 21st, 2017.
Last night was a lot of fun despite the odds. Rowan and I have been working hard putting together a more equitable setlist and we got to play it last
December 20th, 2017.
Last night Rowan and I got together to practice and then decided to head down to Gypsy Sally’s for their Tuesday night open mic. We’ve been a couple of times
October 15th, 2017.
Sent these out today… no, I don’t expect it to mean anything, but I feel like just posting on Facebook is whiny. Plus, I don’t actually care about football. Dear
August 28th, 2017.
I’m having one of THOSE days. Not that I can really complain. The weather’s pleasant, I’ve got my open mic tonight, my featured artist is someone that I particularly adore…
July 14th, 2017.
Driving in the rain, re-ordering t-shirts, checking traffic, fielding wedding questions from my mother, all while trying not to use up the last gigabyte on our data plan. Small worries,
June 15th, 2017.
I-70. Again. I Love this road. It’s a symbol of freedom. I’ve written about it before. From here if we drove to visit Heather where she’s competing in Telluride, CO
May 20th, 2017.
Tonight was an amazing night of music and performance at the Bolton Hill Open Mic. Truly stunning – and it makes me want to do thing better, it makes me
February 28th, 2017.
It’s a perfect morning. Or at least close to one. My shower was hot and lengthy and I used the shampoo that tingles. My omelet was perfect, coming out of
January 22nd, 2017.
I am not a pussy-hat wearer, a snarky sign-maker, a shouter of chants or a rabble-rouser. I admire the power of a “Nasty Woman;” I don’t identify with being an