March 3rd, 2006.
Nightmares about apocalypse. Heather claims I have a lot of them, but I think they’re just the most memorable, perhaps. All in all, this one was a lot less graphic
February 26th, 2006.
Sleepy rob. We’re in Wilmington, NC and Deanne’s new house is just beautiful. The dogs are welcoming and curious about the scents of Spooky, Artemis and Zorro. So much sunshine,
October 16th, 2005.
The drunken wanderers of Wilmington, and the communication mishaps of Friday night were precursors to the horror of Saturday. Saturday night, Heather made up the term “Band Unity Gig”. BUG.
October 16th, 2005 – an aside.
The visit to Deanne and Wilmington this time around was dampened by the departure of Jessie. About a week before we got into town, Deanne’s much-Loved beagle died of a
October 15th, 2005.
Wilmington is always just such a pleasure for us. We get to walk around and admire thehumans walking the streets, we’re close to the water (but not SO close that
October 13th, 2005.
Happy Lizard Day, ladies and gentlemen. I woke up feeling slightly blue and stepped out on the porch and sat on the chair to watch the shrubbery come alive with
October 12th, 2005.
So pretty. So drunk. Sigh – We played the open mic at the Front Street Brewery and got a pretty massive response. I Love having people make such a big
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,
September 25th, 2005.
Don’t have much time to type. My stomach feels terrible – foamy, sort of. We’re up again and moving far earlier than I want to be, and I’m questioning the
September 24th, 2005.
Hah. Another day, another 600 miles, or thereabouts. It’s a slow-dawning morning in Wilmington, NC, and I have no idea if I’ve slept. My cold has been waning for the