i've been a little "off" lately. i've been trying to get this song down. there's something missing. and i think it's starting to really bother me, or something. everyone at work keeps telling me i'm very "grumpy", i just am not very happy near the end of the night. it's true. but seriously, and i know i'm in customer service, i doubt anyone looks overjoyed while they're at work. most people probably have no expression at all, i figure. but it gets really smokey in there and my contacts are really old, so i probably squint a lot. and after a night of trying to reason with, basically, mentally disabled people (who are really mentally disabled) gets really old. cleaning up puke every night gets really old. people trying to talk their way out of getting kicked out or having to show their ID is getting really old. being insulted on a nightly basis is starting to get really old.

so, yeah, i probably am in a shitty mood at the end of the night... all those things happened last night. they happen most nights.

so i went to the library and got a bunch of stuff to try and cheer me up... some new books and music. i was supposed to practice with joe and john and rei today... but joe can't, so i guess i'll just go through some stuff with Rei and John. bummer.

oh well... off to the races

Date:	2009-11-12 22:56
Subject:	Summer Forever!
Security:	Public
Mood:	high
Music:	One After 909- the Beatles

me and Joe are working on some pretty righteous stuff. i really like working with him because we sit around, play through songs for a few hours, talk about the beatles and other bands and music theory and all things musical and drink beers. i mean, i can't really think of much else i would wanna do with another dude. and Joe's a pretty good dude to do that with. Pataky, you're pretty good, too.

last night i went out with Ashley and Jon (and Jon and Evelyn) to do some karaoke. it was just as fun as it always is, which is way fun, but made more fun because two ladies that i really like were there, one i see a lot, one i see not so much.

i've been playing guitar all day... well that and reading music theory and hanging out with the wife. now i gotta go to my radio show.

Date:	2009-11-04 13:06
Subject:	A Prodigal Son, Of Sorts
Security:	Public
Mood:	drained
Music:	Good Man- Christian Fennesz

i got high in the cemetery near my old middle school (which is just down the street from my old elementary school). it was the only place not crawling with kids. i guess it was naive for me to think that the school(s) would be empty... but it was around 6 pm and it's gotten quite cold lately. maybe video games don't hold as much weight as we're told, i dunno... either way, the cemetery was the only deserted place i could find. and after driving around for about 20 minutes i began to think i was probably looking a bit suspicious. then again, i was trying to find a place to get high, so it was probably mostly in my head. most likely, no one even noticed me until i turned into the cemetery... that was probably the most suspicious thing i could have done.

but i did it, and no one was there. after that, i had to find a place to park so i could walk around. i haven't been in my old neighborhood in a while. i mean, i go to my mom's place pretty often, but i rarely walk around. and if i do walk around, it's never more than around the block. but if i thought i was suspicious before, now that i was high i felt even more guilty. But this was the specific reason i went there, to get high and walk around.

is that fucked up?

They put a sign up saying the school yard was closed from 10 pm until 6 am. They never had those signs up when i was a kid. and sure enough, we'd hang out there, swinging away, until after midnight. but once i rounded the corner and had to slide between the chain link, i noticed the kids. they were everywhere, in little camps. i was kind of afraid of them for two reasons:

1) i was high and i have irrational fears when i'm high... like getting beat up by grade school kids.
2) i'm 25, alone, and a stranger... it might not look good to go walking through the elementary school around dusk.

so i went around the block and took the back entrance in. i passed Savannah Browner's old place, which was right next to Gabby's old house and Gabby's old old house (she moved from one house to the one right next door... and had the most intoxicating perfume (at least to a 15 yr old)). passing the McKowski's place, i wondered if Kathy still lived there. it looked like she did. she was my "sitter" when i was still in need of one. she was a nice fat older lady who let me play Sega as much as i wanted, and never made me eat anything i didn't wanna eat. she was married to this guy, Dick, who scared the shit outta me. he was fat and mean and probably didn't like kids. and since i was a kid, i took it personally. but Kathy was also really into cop stuff. like, she had a police scanner and would help the cops (or so she claimed) in busting drug traffickers. looking at it now, she was probably just a nosy bitch who would have turned me in if i walked up to her house and tried to talk to her and told her i was high (like i considered for a second). so i walked passed her house and down to the blue house that always seemed creepy. i mean, it's tucked away at the bottom of a hill, somehow. there aren't hills in this neighborhood, so how is it at the bottom of one?! but, i probably only had a negative predilection towards it because Kathy, at one point, made some comment about the house. still, even in a state of spite, i couldn't shake the feeling that the house was bad.

then Mark Kistler popped into my head for a second, as i made my way to the back entrance of the school. it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. i just walked like i had some place to be. i was trying to get to the paved path They put in a few years ago, that ran along the creek where i used to catch crawdads and where a magical place called "Frog City" was, at one point. it was also the place where i started the rumor that there was a dead body in the creek... and the principal (who was no pal of mine!) came on the intercom and said starting rumors was a bad thing... but i didn't know what a rumor was, so i was really confused. i wasn't trying to start a rumor, whatever that was, i was just playing pretend.

anyway, i walked past everyone just fine, until i had to walk through a group of kids playing Jackpot. then i got nervous. They had put up a fence and taken down the soccer goals, so i had to think fast as to what side to veer to, but it was getting dark and if i picked the wrong side, i would be trapped, leaving me with two options:

1) jump the fence
2) walk through the crowd again.

i faltered for a second, deekin' out the fence post that paid no mind. i went left, and that was fine. i got onto the path just fine. it was as empty as the cemetery. i used to walk this path before it was paved. all the kids knew about it. there were remnants of ramparts and booby traps when i was a kid. now, everything was neat a tidy and trimmed. They even mowed under the trans towers that i write songs about! and there were little gardens every few feet. it was beautiful, and awful. back when i was a kid, the banks were so steep you had to shimmy down side-ways to get to the creek. now the path was clear-cut, so you didn't have to shimmy or shake and you could walk a dog on a leash if you wanted to and you had no reason (unless you were a kid) to get to the creek. or at least i had no interest in getting right down next to the creek... maybe nothing has changed but me. then again, there was paved proof that something had changed.

i had a conversation with myself on the path and replayed it in my head, over and over again, until i heard someone yell my name. it was my name, but they weren't talking to me. which, since i was still high, fucked with me a little bit. i decided i should head back to the car (i had decided my path before getting out of the car, so this was more a reaffirmation than anything else). i had a primeval sense of direction and a lot on my mind, so i went to a coffee shop that They put in near the high school to write and come down.

Date:	2009-10-24 12:58
Subject:	Hungry Joe
Security:	Public
Mood:	hungry
Music:	A Day In The Life- the Beatles

i'm hungry, but there's not really much i can make here in the house. i mean, there's food, sure. i even have two eggs, but no bread/breakfast meat/potatoes/etc. i could cook some rice, but that means cleaning the rice cooker, plus, eggs and rice... not too into that.


Evelyn has the car today, it's been acting funny. maybe because of the rain and the sticky EGR valve? i dunno, Evelyn's mom thinks that might be the problem. anyway, i need food.

Date:	2009-10-18 12:53
Subject:	Frost On Everything!
Security:	Public
Mood:	contemplative
Music:	Southern Point- Grizzly Bear

it seems like every time i wake up, my mind almost instantly goes to "ok, what stressful things are going on in my life, now that's i'm back to reality?" it might be left over from all the wedding stuff, i dunno. but i didn't really notice that that's what i was doing until yesterday morning, when i woke up and didn't think it right away. it's like, most days, i wake up and put my life back together after a night of it being dismantled by some awesomely-creative part of me, and when i do that i can't help but focus on the parts that got left out in my dreamstate. those parts being negative personal relationships, work (usually, unless it's a nightmare, which are really the only dreams i have about work), personal fears (of which i have very little now that i'm not really too scared of aliens abducting me anymore (something that went on up until about 3 years ago, pathetic i know)), the crescendo of the hangover if i drank the night before, sneaking in quickly and then becoming my whole world for 6-8 hours, followed by "ok, how did i get home and what the fuck did i do/say to people (basically, a checklist of "who's gonna be pissed at me")... stuff like that. i love my dreamstate. none of those things happen in that world. i wanna make it a flag and a national anthem (actually, i kind of am doing that)

there was frost on everything last night when i got out of work!

but i woke up yesterday morning and had the realization that for a second i didn't do what i've been doing for a long time now, which is reassemble my life in a split second and focus on the negative things to the point where they stress me out just a little. i mean, i think in a lot of ways it's this stress that keeps me active and not lazy. for example, i bottled my beer yesterday. its "fun" in the sense that you feel good about what you're doing, but it's work too. or when i played a solo show on the westside a few weeks ago. it felt good to get out and do it, but i didn't really find the stress to be fun. it's scary getting back into music, and all alone. and i know i don't write the types of songs that work really well by ones-self. but anyway, you get the point. and so i didn't have it for a second. in a lot of ways it was like my dreamstate was coinciding with my awakestate, which was really cool! i just wish i knew how to do that, that and lucid dreaming. i would love to do that again. and i guess lucid dreaming and whatever this thing i'm trying to describe is are kinda the same things.

whatever, i'm gonna go eat some stuff called "Booyah" with the guys i brewed with, but first, coffee, because even though i hardly drank last night, i kind of always wake up feeling a little hung over, even if i don't drink. maybe i just figured out why...

Date:	2009-10-02 12:21
Subject:	Smells, Ya'll Crazy!
Security:	Public
Mood:	good
Music:	beer brewing and cars driving in the rain

i think gained a lot of hope while i was 'depressed' or whatever you wanna call what happened last fall/winter/spring. i talked myself into believing a lot of things that i would love to believe as strongly now. and i don't even think that 'hope', or whatever it was that i cultivated to try and make myself feel better, helped me get out of whatever rut i was in all that much. but it was nice, looking at the future like if i just did these things and stayed positive and persevered, that i would succeed. i gotta get some of that back, i think.

also, i love how memories are so closely tied to smell. and sometimes you'll smell something and ever emotion attached to that smell comes with it. it's happened, in the past, a lot with soap for me. there's a few scents of soap (typical stuff to most people... liquid hand soap from meijer, dial, etc.) that really hit me in the chest. one of them is the soap that was used at my preschool. every time i smell it, i'm at a tiny sink again, getting ready for nap time, which mean Heidi is gonna come around and rub my back while i lay on a green cot in a room with the blinds closed so it's got that eerie "it's light outside, but we're taking a break from all that, we're taking a nap!" light.)

or the smell of the soap i used in college, my first (and only) year at Western. that smell reminds me of being lonely and alone, and self-discovery. understanding that i can be quite the miser, or i used to be. that i have a hard time being alone. how i didn't even talk to my suite mates until thanksgiving break, and didn't become friends with them until late winter. and then for two months, how i had some great new friends and experiences, then i decided to leave. how the fall leaves changed color and i would take long walks around Kalamazoo and think about life. and the pack of "Black Death" novelty cigarettes i bought the day before i moved down there. they came in a black pack with silver leaf and i skull on the front that said "smoke 'em if you got 'em".

i keep a lot of useless things, but i wish i still had that pack of cigarettes.

but last night i dreamed of a smell. it was not a particular time or situation or soap that accompanied it this time. it was just a smell i used to be able to smell. something that was around me a lot more. i dunno what to call it. excitement? complete unknowning? complete not-caring? it is the smell (or the dream-version of it) that accompanied the beginning of the Narwhale. i just it was the smell of hope, if that makes any sense. it was the smell of the Bitter End, smoking cigarettes in the back room with Jon (who i hardly knew then) and planning the first Punching Bee stuff. it was the smell that hung in the air in the cramped basement of Mandie and Ryan Van's place. and the smell of hanging out afterward, getting food or coffee. it was the smell of being 21, 22, 23; working a shitty job, making little money, drinking it all away, and that not being seen as a problem. it escapes me, even know, when i try and sniff the air (all i get is my normal house smell, which is probably mostly the crock pot, dust and BattleStation (who is sleeping, very cutely, right next to me on the couch!!!), which goes into a whole nother topic i would love to think about; how when i was a kid i noticed everyone's house had a smell. it was the very first thing i noticed about someone's house when i walked in. i liked to think it had some deeper meaning, like everyone i was destined to be with/be friends with had a similar smell and everyone who was my enemy had a similar smell, with every variation of relationship to me being defined by a smell as well. kids...)

but yeah, last night, somewhere in the mire of my subconscious, i smelled that smell again. smell, like love, can't really be explained. the best i could hope for would be to tell you something that it sort of smelled like and you could maybe get it from there. but i don't know what was causing this smell. the smell isn't hidden in a description or a thing i can describe. it was in situations and people and the specific weather patterns, maybe. there's no way i could describe everything to you and have you get it, really get it. and you would probably think i'm crazy. and anyway, this didn't smell like a thing, it smelled like a time in my life, and i don't know how to relate that to anyone. sure, i can tell stories about what happened, but it doesn't give you the tightness in your throat or diaphragm the way a smell that reminds you of something does.

Date:	2009-09-23 20:18
Subject:	Playing In This Band (for tonight, at least)
Security:	Public
Mood:	chipper
Music:	Pavement

i'm playing with Moss Folk tonight at Billy's in Eastown. other stupendous bands playing to night include Tokyo Morose and Ghost Heart. it's gonna be sweet! so be there!

Billy's
$5.00
9PM
Tonight!

Date:	2009-09-22 09:36
Subject:	Potable Water!
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	nothing

i'm up, way too early. i guess i should go back to bed. things are haunting me, like mistakes i didn't make in the past, but things that worked out in such a way that they kind of haunt me. plus, last night i got home from the bar way more drunk than i should have been and tried to eat both pizza rolls and nachos and a glass of milk. weird and probably not a good idea.

also, does anyone else find the term "potable" just a little odd? i mean, i've only seen it used when someone's talking about water, but then, i want to say "portable" because i've generally seen it on the sides of vehicles or movable containers. so this makes me think that some lazy southerners coined the term. say it out loud some time. Potable. like "that water right there is potable." but if you say it like you're using a ridiculous southern accent, it just sounds like you're saying portable wrong.

and now i've just been made aware of how my use of this here livejournal has changed so incredibly much since i started writing in it... like 8 years ago!



potable, hehehe.

Date:	2009-09-12 16:47
Subject:	A Whole Nation Will Appear!
Security:	Public
Mood:	cheerful
Music:	They Will Appear- Akron/Family

ahhh, i fucking love Akron/Family. i just bought their newish album, along with the Mountain Goats "we shall all be healed" and Grizzly Bears newish album "veckatimest"

things are really great right now.

and pataky just came over, and then tim called, so i'm gonna go hang out with tim until work.

Date:	2009-09-12 06:58
Subject:	Good Feelings
Security:	Public
Mood:	good
Music:	Violent Femmes

for the first time in my life that i can remember, i think i'm completely happy. without regret or the thought that i'm missing something while choosing one of many options in any situation. the past month and a half or so has been huge for me.

when i was 13 or so, i went through some weird emotional thing where i felt like change was the worst thing ever. like any decision that you made that took you farther from some unknown starting point was inherently bad. i don't think this was a religious thing, but it guess it could be. because things began to change in me and life got more complicated. all of a sudden i was losing friends and feeling really bad about myself because of social constructs that weren't there before. and all this was happening because something changed. i dunno what. i guess puberty and adolescence happened. but ever since then, i've had this weird feeling, a really bad feeling, whenever i'm doing something that i should enjoy. i can't really describe it. it's like, i can't be happy in the moment because i know it's fleeting... or something like that. anyway, it really sucks. it makes in damn near impossible to enjoy myself. if the thing i'm doing is distracting enough (eg, Michigan's Adventure) i can put the feeling off until that night, when i have to get ready for bed. at this point, lately, some form of mind-numbing thing is used so i don't have to feel it/think about it. but the feeling, almost a really intense home-sickness (except not for a place, but for a time in my life), has pretty much always accompanied any good time/event/memory in my life.

except for this past month and a half... give or take. i love it, but i don't fully understand it. and i hope to god it doesn't go away. i was just lying in bed when this epiphany came to me. and i didn't want to forget that i felt this way.

Date:	2009-09-08 17:02
Subject:	Here It Comes...
Security:	Public
Mood:	busy
Music:	Fly Around My Pretty Little Miss- Built To Spill

i'm getting married tomorrow. i can't believe how much stuff there is to do, and yet i'm not totally freaking out. last night, nay, this entire weekend has been so sweet. all my friends have been amazing. tonight will be my first sober night in about a week. and the levels of intoxication have been massive. i mean, like, black out drunk pretty much every night.

my bride looks like a roman goddess. no joke.

i guess that's all i really have time to put in here. many pictures will be uploaded really soon... i've been busy cramming an entire summer's worth of fun into 2 1/2 weeks!

Date:	2009-09-03 05:03
Subject:	My Life, the Poem
Security:	Public
Mood:	tired
Music:	Freebird- lynyrd skynyrd

too drunk.
tired.
worked all night.
wedding stuff.
married in less than a week.
listening to lynyrd skynyrd.
tired.
can't wait for all this planning to be over.
forgetting something, probably.
made chili.
so tired, but awake.
miss playing guitar.
whole lynyrd skynyrd album.
falling asleep.

Date:	2009-08-24 15:55
Subject:	Money and Stuff
Security:	Public
Mood:	busy
Music:	Air

i want lots of things... i'm not usually the type to buy new things or commit to new styles (hair, beard/no beard, tattoos, piercings, etc.). i haven't bought new pants/jeans/shorts in about a year... when i did it was only because the ones i had were too big after a lost 20 pounds. i have the same winter coat that i bought as a Halloween costume back in 2002, but recently (4 years ago) i started also wearing this "member's only" jacket, which is totally sweet. i acquire shirts (mostly of the t-shirt variety) either out of loving a band a whole lot, or because someone thinks i would like a shirt and buys it for me. then there was the great clothing influx of 2006, when i was working at Salvation Army and i just stole a bunch of cloths/videos/musical instruments/jewelry/etc.

but i don't buy stuff very often, other than stuff i actually need. well, that's not true. i did buy a digital delay/ping-pong pedal kit in the spring, then last fall/winter, an acoustic guitar and a distortion pedal. but still, i don't buy myself all that much. no phones, no ipod, no computers/computer stuff (although i do need an external hard drive).

but, i'm very seriously looking into buying a Fender Jaguar and a new guitar amp. i'm still rocking the same epiphone SG and crate guitar amp.

here's what i'm thinking:


with:


it'll be around $1,500 or more, so i gotta start saving!

anyway, vacation was awesome... pictures to come... wedding to come, too. actually, i gotta get going and buy some shoes so my feet don't get cold (ha!)

Date:	2009-08-11 04:05
Subject:	One More Time, With Feeling!
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	Heartless Bastards

i recorded a new song today. i wrote it last week. i'm pretty happy with it.

BattleStation caught a bat this morning, it was sweet. i'm gonna miss him. Evelyn and i are going to the UP to camp for a week. it's gonna be sweet! life is pretty good overall. but i am more busy than i would like to be.

Http://www.myspace.com/pistolbrides

Date:	2009-08-04 14:22
Subject:	Only Sort Of Work
Security:	Public
Mood:	cynical
Music:	A Line In The Sand- Q and not U

so i'm pretty frustrated. the wedding invites are all over an ounce, so the normal stamp (the forever stamp) isn't good enough. but i'm pretty pissed because it must be just over an ounce. if i had thought it would be too heavy i would have had it weighed. so, i'm assuming it's like 1.03 ounces or something. the teller weighed it twice to make sure it was in fact over the 1 ounce. so, 70 some invites are going out (we got one back with a note on it saying we needed 17 more cents in postage) and, most likely, everyone is going to be billed 17 cents. for a piece of paper and a thicker piece of paper with a photo on it.

took an impromptu road trip yesterday. tried to go to Muncie, Indiana, ended up in Munster, Indiana. the brewery (three floyds) was closed on monday, so the fail got epic around that point... standing outside the closed brewery, where we could smell beer being brewed, but couldn't get to it... having just driven 3 hours.

it's true, life is full of frustrations right now.

taking a trip up to the UP soon, kinda feels wrong with the wedding not all done yet. but we're getting really close. plus, we're going to Houghton, Pictured Rocks, The Porcupine Mountains and Traverse City, among other places.

anyway, time to get back to work. i'm deciding right now, that i will go to Founders to "taste test" beers for the kegs. yeah, it's only sort of work...

also, David Dondero tonight at the DAAC, with no publicity, ARG!

Date:	2009-07-29 23:39
Subject:	It Equals Savings! I Should Be Watching Blade Runner...
Security:	Public
Mood:	high
Music:	news

i wish i was camping right now.
also, listening to more Sebadoh is on my plate... and Built to Spill.

Battle Station is freaking out. i like that.

also, i would like to be in California right now. i've always liked California, ever since i got into Op. Ivy and thought about how sweet it would be to be in that scene back in the late 80s. with a sweet skateboard, i would go skating in an empty pool and there would be palm trees and never needing coats or even heavy sweaters. plus, i've always like Chrimpshrine and Op. Ivy and old Green Day and Rancid. maybe i should head out to Cali at some point (mark).


anyway...

i'm stoned and it was my day off and i made lots of progress with the wedding reception today!!!

2 more days off as well. eggs with spinach, green/red pepper, onion and potatoes tomorrow!

Date:	2009-07-27 14:47
Subject:	I LOVE SUMMER!
Security:	Public
Mood:	cheerful
Music:	Sleepwalking Demo- Pistolbrides

i just found out that one of my favorite bands of this year (Akron/Family) and Jeffrey Lewis are on tour together! September 19, Detroit. i will see them! it'll be great!

http://www.myspace.com/akronfamily
http://www.myspace.com/jefflewisband

Christy Parker, err, Sharp, got married this weekend. it'll take me a while to call her Christy Sharp. but it was a great time. dancing, drinking, eating, hugging and kissing abounded. then, yesterday, Formal Day at the Beach! the waves were huge and the water was warm and we all looked snappy. and lots of food and booze and music after, at Aaron/Marisa/Kaylee's place. Rei and Marisa serenaded us while we ate pork chops and drank. i had my hands on a bucket at one point and pounded out some rhythms. then i went to bed with dirty, lake-water hair and ached from all the fun that was had this weekend.

here's another demo. it's the closest to writing a song about Evelyn that i've gotten. not that it's really about something that actually happened, but it's about her... where as all the other songs i'm writing about are not. you can listen to it here:

http://www.myspace.com/pistolbrides

i can't wait until the wedding is over so i can really work on this band.

i haven't been to a wedding that i really enjoyed since Justin and Jane got married back in 2003. last night, my best friend Christy got married. it was probably one of the best days of my life. i woke up this morning feeling so good about everything... annnnnnd, i don't even have a hang over. it made me pretty excited for my own wedding, and we now have a whole fridge full of food (the mashed potatoes are getting kinda low though, because i brought them downtown with us when we hit up some bars, and kept sneaking out to the car to eat em. no joke, they were fucking tasty!) but yeah, i woke up just feeling great about everything.

then today, FORMAL DAY @ THE BEACH! which means i get to wear the stuff a wore last night, and hopefully rinse off all the mashed potatoes and gravy i spilled while drunkenly eating it in the car outside the Van Andel area last night. this weekend is awesome.

but, i am pretty excited to get my own wedding out of the way so i can get back to music and stuff. only a month and a half or so left!!!

i'm going back to bed... my feet are sore from dancing to Sonic Youth and Will Smith (oh yeah, it was that kind of party)

Date:	2009-07-23 05:18
Subject:	You're The One For Me (you are mine)
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	Security- Otis Redding

i'll not say i actually hate the blues, because there is some really phenomenal stuff out there in the ways of blues music. but so much of it (70s-present) is total bullshit. and don't even get me started on white-boy blues music. buuuut, after doing a little research on one Screamin' Jay Hawkins and finding lots of similar artists, i totally get it. i'm not saying i'm gonna start listening to the blues a lot, but some of these musicians from the 50s and 60s 70s are fucking sweet! and it's mostly the vocal stylings and sometimes the instrumentation/raw passion. either way, this year, so far, i've come to appreciate a whole bunch of different musical styles... free form jazz, ambient electronic, the blues, "world music" (whatever that is)... that i never appreciated before. my new years resolution was to listen to classic albums until i understood why they were important, but this trend will do just fine, really.

i drank way too much over a long period of time yesterday and got really sick right after i finished my show. i actually started feeling sick before the show was over, but managed to finish up alright. i think it had to do with not drinking any water all day, but drinking lots of beer. although i wasn't really drunk most of the day. it sucked a lot. i've felt better today, although i've been kinda shaky all day, which sucks.

hung out with Sarah Long yesterday. it was nice, she hadn't been downtown much at all, so i got to show someone around town, which is always fun. it was nice to hear about her life, and what she thinks her short comings are (which isn't to say i was happy to hear that she felt she had some, but come on, we all think we have short comings!). it was weird, cuz we've both led really different lives... she was jealous of the adventurous life i've led, and i was in turn a bit jealous of her traditional life path (she went to U of M and is now in grad school in indy, pursuing her PhD in psychology). so it was good to see that no matter what you choose, you'll always be curious about the choices you didn't make. which makes it hard to be OK with the choices you did make sometimes. but let's not think too much about that one! anyway, it was really nice.

i've been working on my trombone parts for the Chance Jones record. i'm really excited about all the good local music that's about to come out.

http://www.myspace.com/lazygeniusgr
http://www.myspace.com/chancejones
http://www.myspace.com/mossfolk


and i can't find anything for Ghost Heart, but i'm super psyched about those guys, too! Yey for GR music! Carl Sagan Birthday show in November... maybe a small P-Brides set? hmmm... first i gotta get married, though.