August 29th, 2006.
I miss Heather. I’ve been out in Galveston for a week and a day and played out three times and I miss playing with Heather. Playing solo is… interesting. And
August 24th, 2006.
So, I’m in Galveston, Texas visiting Sara, seeing the sights, avoiding the temperature. Last night we went out and hit the open mic at the Old Quarter Acoustic Cafe. Didn’t
August 23rd, 2006.
So, I look to be booking a singer/songwriter series at the New Deal Café shortly. I have no desire to EVER take over Richard’s job of booking there, as there always
August 13th, 2006.
A particularly long night. Or at least it seems it. I’ve been at Perk since about 2 in the afternoon, and I didn’t really sleep much last night. Took a
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
August 5th, 2006.
It’s a nice, slow day. For the moment. We’ll get on the road soon, and then race to Wilmington, and then look for an internet connection, and then work furiously
August 1st, 2006.
(excerpt from a letter) We’ve spent most of the day just wandering Asheville, and I should know better. Now I’m hot, kind of tired, and sort of in the mood