May 26th, 2020. My eyes are tired.
Good on you neighbour. That sounded like a more typical pile of beer bottles hitting the recycling pile. I hope that’s a good sign. There may sound like there’s judgement
May 25th, 2020. Endgame.
COVID19 is going to end differently for different people and at very different times. On a day when NPR is still touting America’s death toll at “nearing 100,000” (I sort
May 21st, 2020. Live from the Lair on the Deck.
I needed that. Heather and I have been playing together for 18 years, and we’ve NEVER been apart for three months. I have felt like half of my voice has
May 19th, 2020. Think it Through.
I’m in lots of think-tank style conversation groups. I’m on the board of a number of folk entities. I’m in a band. I’m a self-employed business-human who’s trying to see
You Can’t Stop The Signal
(okay, this is kind of an abandoned post because so much of the information’s changed, so I’m just going to throw this up here for right now… to be revised?)
Live at the New Deal. rob Day 2020.
So – this is something I’ve been working on for the past couple of months, but it really went into high gear in the last week to finish it for