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In which GUESS WHO UNTHINKINGLY WASHED ONLY HER SUMMER CLOTHES like a dumb ass?! I’m no stranger to the mountains. I’ve been meaning to check the Vail forecast for a week now, because I knew it would be cooler up there. I finally did. Check the forecast, I mean. And a good thing, too, because […]
In which I’m going out of town! YAY! The guy who books me for his Children’s Benefit holiday concerts every year, and on whose album I sang the summer before last, has booked a gig for his sometime-band The Seventh Ray. In Vail! Colorado! In the freakin’ Rockies, bitches! I’m going to Vail for a […]
In which I go on a wild little trip! On St. Pat’s we got all riled up and decided for no good reason whatsoever to go to the casino. It’s less than an hour away, and we had sober drivers, so off we went — at one-thirty in the morning! It was a strange idea […]
In which I make the best of it. I stopped for gas on the way out of town, and in spite of my nice interview clothes I took a look underneath the jeep. The exhaust has rusted out. Parts of it are hanging down all over the place, and so I called and canceled my […]
In which it turns out that complaining does do you some good. Yesterday I felt all shitty and marginal and rejected and sorry for myself, so I wrote a big old whiny post about it. Within an hour of posting I’d had two heartfelt private emails and a long IM conversation aimed at helping me […]
In which I’m driving to Chi-town. My guru, Amma, is in Chicago today and tomorrow. I’m gonna take the Exploder and drive up there for darshan. I haven’t failed to see Mother in July in at least ten years; don’t see why I should start now. V wants me to hitch a ride back to […]
In which we find the “Greenwich Village of Indianapolis,” (don’t laugh, it isn’t polite) and it really is Good! There’s a neighborhood north of downtown called Broad Ripple where all the brew pubs and coffee shops and bike shops and jazz clubs and groovy people hang out. It’s a half-hour drive from here, of course. […]
In which you can hardly tell it’s the weekend. Today is the first day of our third week in Indy. I feel both as if I just arrived, and as if I’ve been here forEVer. BoSe and Bread had a nine o’clock this morning. I tried to get the bid done last night, but it’s […]
In which I woke up on the wrong side of the bed entirely. I woke up totally fucking aggro this morning. Then my computer was acting like a slow piece of shit while I was trying to produce some printed bids. Then the guys were freaked out about this thing and that thing (this gig […]
In which it’s weird. Being this close to the time line means that the sun is still (just barely) above the horizon at nine PM. It causes us to eat dinner really, really late. And we tend to stay up until eleven or twelve every night. I bet it’s awesome to be a kid here […]
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