December 15th, 2019. This week in pictures.
Wednesday I went down to Silver Spring before picking up Rowan to negotiate with the owner of El Golfo about a new open mic. She’s on board! Let’s do this!
Happy New Year.
I wish. Alas, this cold, flu, plague – whatevertheHELL is ravaging my will to Live right now has truly just beaten me down. It struck both Kristen and I Sunday
December 21st, 2017.
Last night was a lot of fun despite the odds. Rowan and I have been working hard putting together a more equitable setlist and we got to play it last
December 20th, 2017.
Last night Rowan and I got together to practice and then decided to head down to Gypsy Sally’s for their Tuesday night open mic. We’ve been a couple of times
June 15th, 2017.
I-70. Again. I Love this road. It’s a symbol of freedom. I’ve written about it before. From here if we drove to visit Heather where she’s competing in Telluride, CO
February 28th, 2017.
It’s a perfect morning. Or at least close to one. My shower was hot and lengthy and I used the shampoo that tingles. My omelet was perfect, coming out of
February 4th, 2016.
I’ve been having nightmares. This is vaguely related to age, but peripherally. I’m turning 41. That means I’m too old to renew my license by mail and had to go
April 5th, 2015.
We’ve been running hard for a couple of days now and my mouth tastes like too much coffee and my eyes feel like too little sleep. I-90 west has us