July 31st, 2006.
This was sent to me the other night. It’s stuff like this that keeps me alive somedays. “Rob and Heather, I saw you last night at the George Washington
July 31st, 2006.
Cats are supposed to be graceful creatures, full of poise and haughty elegance. Here in Asheville, where we’re staying with a new friend named Windy, her two black cats are…
July 28th, 2006.
It’s been a discouraging two days. Last night, the bar was noisy and overblown. Overgrown with people evidently on their millionth beer eyeing the short skirts walking past. I’m fairly
July 27th, 2006.
I’m staying inside the house. I’d Love to say that that’s because it’s summer and it’s hot outside and we’re in Charlotte, NC. I’d Love to say it’s because we’ve
July 26th, 2006.
It’s strange how unpurposefully you end up at the same rest stops over and over again, stopping for gas at the same places. I guess if you’re travelling the same
July 24th, 2006.
Nightmares. I’ve spent the last couple of days upsetting my sleep schedule in grand fashion. That’s been a dream – a good kind. All day Saturday was spent with music
July 20th, 2006.
Well, maybe not THAT much more – suffice it to say I had to get up at 5.30am to get out of Catonsville by 6am to get to Rowan’s by 7am to
July 18th, 2006.
I’m stunned with Life at the moment. Small bird-like, shivering and stunned like some Ani Difranco metaphor. Friday night Heather and I played a long, long night over at Jimmy
July 10th, 2006.
I’m not sure of what to make of the day. It’s almost grey, but then sunshiney. It’s almost too hot, cloying, but then there’s relief. I’m being toyed with on
July 9th, 2006.
Working towards something – I wonder if that’s an artificial concept induced by spending the first two decades of your Life in school. I know it can distort your head