March 16th, 2014.
The snows have come again. Gently. And quietly. They sort of snuck in while I wasn’t looking. We’ve got another Republic open mic tonight and I’m not quite sure what
March 14th, 2014.
Ours is a job that you can’t fail at. Sort of. At least, until you decide to. If you’re an accountant or a school teacher or cash register operator or
February 26th, 2014.
Moooood swings. I’m swimmingly chipper, I’m depressed, I pep up, get really, really angry… I can point to plenty of environmental factors like gigs, open mic attendance, spectacular featured artists,
February 20th, 2014.
Say what you want, all this snow is beautiful. In Catonsville it’s a bit of a pain in the ass. We’ve watched as our neighbourhood has gotten more and more
February 19th, 2014.
I’m feeling kind of good about myself. Maybe a little self-righteous. I’m watching a video of Acacia singing along with me and Sharif and Kristen performing Valeri and I can
February 12th, 2014.
The roads are crowded this morning. Salt-encrusted roads, salt-covered cars, slate grey sky… it’s like the monochrome of Texas all over again. I-95 is in a flurry of pre-snow activity