October 23rd, 2009.
As Amy would say: I’m a sleepy button. As Heather remarked this morning: there’s no rest for the wicked. I’m not sure which is a more accurate reflection of my
October 22nd, 2009.
We’re departing Nashville with a big, big drive ahead of us. Not the biggest, certainly, but I generally am not a fan of anything over four hours. My laptop battery
October 20th, 2009.
My insomnia is an insidious thing. It creeps up on me with an innocuous thought or three and then stays with me through the night. Often it stays with me
October 18th, 2009.
This morning I’m angry. It’s taking some time to seep in, but all the rage is flowing back in, filling every capillary. The helpless rage of having something taken from
October 18th, 2009.
Saint Louis has been very, very good to us this time around. The tour in general has been a lot of fun with only a couple of really stupid nights
October 17th, 2009.
The truckers are having no small amount of trouble staying in their lines tonight and I’m a little afeared for my Life. We’ve just passed a second broken down 18-wheeler
October 15th, 2009.
I’m amused. Sitting at the coffeehouse, working my way through emails and Ohio bookings – overhearing kids talking about what they want to play. “Pirates and bad guys” is what
October 15th, 2009.
Coffee debacle. Hot steamy mocha, poured onto my body… it takes a while for it to soak through the flannel so I guess it took a while for me to
October 9th, 2009.
I really can’t ever say enough about Pittsburgh – especially in the fall. Pennsylvania is one of the most beautiful states in the country and Pittsburgh epitomizes it. Rearing out
October 3rd, 2009.
That was quite a day. It’s still going, but with any luck there won’t be any more excitement. My alarm went off at 7.50am. A stupid time for consciousness on