Archive for June, 2004
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I saw a metaphor today.
I did not conceive a metaphor. I actually saw one, in 3D, floating through the sky.
My band, the Flat Possum Boys, was playing at a hot air balloon festival in Glenmoore, PA. Glenmoore is beautiful, rolling hills and farms, but it is quickly being eaten alive by development, sprawl, [...]
Some Would Call That Littering
As most of y’all know, I’ve been unemployed now for about the past 6 months (and my last payment is coming up very soon, at which point things will begin to really suck). During this time, I’ve gone out of my way to spend as little money as possible. I’ve gone from drinking [...]
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I’m exhausted. I’ve been doing nothing but driving for the past three days.
Melissa and Sam came down last week for a 5 day visit. I think I’ve groused about the train service to Montreal on this page before: there is one train daily from Philadelphia and it leaves at 5:14 AM. There’s [...]
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I’ve been lax about blogging lately. Oh well.
Sometimes you have something to say, and sometimes you don’t.
I’ve got a lousy head cold right now. Ugh.
Some things are the same: still unemployed, still in Philadelphia.
Some things are different: I had my last gig with UncleFucker on May 28; I’m playing bass with a straight [...]
