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time to move it on down the line …
today, less than 24 hours after taking complete residence in my new house, i found myself (lefty, too) locked out. forgot to transfer the little pink key ring with the new keys to my official set of keys. came home from the dog park and [...]

ok … i gotta share this (with heavy disclaimers) because it lead to the biggest laughing fit i have had in the last decade.
so start this video at about the two minute mark and let it ride for a minute or two.

alright, so he says ’sometimes, mom do knows best’, et cetera …
obviously, [...]

these guys are good guys.

Olson And Louris – Ready For The Flood – EPK from New West Records on Vimeo.

today i’m learning a song to play with catherine and henry, the happy family i give drum lessons to every week. the song is ‘nothin’ better to do’ by bare jr. bare jr. was bobby bare jr.’s band. bobby bare jr. is the son of the country singer bobby bare.
anyway …
it’s a [...]

i found myself on a golf course late this afternoon for the first time in a year(s). not inspired by tom watson so much (and boy did he choke on that par put on 72 … a sad ending) but more because of the cold wave that passed through last night.
the dilemma, however, was [...]

i keep bumping into these lately:
1. things aren’t always going to remain the same.
2. people aren’t always going to be there.
3. i can’t make things be what i want them to be no matter how bad i want it.
i think that most emotionally mature human beings grapple with these issues sometime around [...]

later today i’ll see my 93 year old grandmother for the first time in years.
i’ll spend a few art deco hours at penn and 30th street stations.
i’ll probably eat a dirty water dog (or two.)
i’ll say goodbye to katie and lil’ mo reese and rodin until i see them again next …
i’ll check [...]

so green. big rivers and big trees and miles and miles and miles of parks and infinite bridges and big ole stone houses. big kev and katie got a huge ole stone house. when i say huge, it’s probably the biggest house i’ve ever been inside. six bedrooms? four bathrooms? [...]

i avoided a dear friend’s birthday party on the 4th of july because i have nothing at all to give but this heart of a pussy and i fucking hate it.
three tall sazaracs and five joints and cold beers for the road and my brother neil and port allen and fireworks all to scream bleeding [...]

i haven’t been up until seven am too many times since the days when lsd was dense like sweet corn during manchester summers not too long after kurt cobain killed michael jackson and music changed forever. but it has happened twice this week (and i really can’t remember the last night i went to bed [...]