August 27th, 2011.
Most of my entries start with where we’re headed to or where we’re headed from. My entire Life is about either being in transition or being in transit. It’s not
August 26th, 2011.
Sharif took me shooting Thursday night. He’s been bugging me for a while, and frankly I’ve been curious. Last New Year’s Eve I had him take me through the basics
August 24th, 2011.
Tuesday was a strange, strange day. I felt my first earthquake: a 5.8 centred in Mineral, VA – I was at House of Musical Traditions where the grinding began and
August 23rd, 2011.
We spent the weekend on the Eastern Shore – a whole new market for ilyAIMY to exploit. And by “exploit” I mean “endeavour to rock”. We played some beautiful places
August 15th, 2011.
The weather was misty and thunderous this morning. Cool air was whipping around grey, grey Catonsville and the burning of the Great Dismal had finally been dispersed by an entirely
August 12th, 2011.
Strange dreams last night. Friends that wouldn’t speak to me, people who got up and left the table, muttering when I sat down. Lead by my highschool nemesis… he’d probably
August 3rd, 2011.
I’m not sleeping. I guess that’s not news. I’m often writing when I’m not sleeping. The last couple of days I’ve gone to bed like a responsible adult at a