9.27.2004
Go-Go
Wow, it has been a while since my last entry. It’s been a BUSY couple of months with more traveling than I’ve done in a while. And without a doubt, I’ve loved EVERY minute of it. Joshua Tree for camping with friends, Austin for the Austin City Limits Music Festival, and recently, Tucson for 2 shows: One at The Big Ass Music Fest (BAM) and one at Plush (thank you Kris!). Whew. September has definitely been a crazy month and with another trip coming up this weekend, it looks like October (2 shows, 1 HUGE dual-30th birthday party, and my favorite, HALLOWEEN) is gonna be NUTZzzzz. Just the way I like it:)
With all the “go-go here” and “go-go there” (viva Chantalle!), there hasn’t been much time to reflect and I’ve felt like a zombie (a very happy zombie) moving through each day guided by a cup of coffee. This is not to say I haven’t been absorbing, because there has been MUCH to soak up, and alas, the saturation has given way to overflow. That, my friends, is what brings me here to the spare.
So what happened? Well, in a nutshell:
Johsua Tree: Beeeeeeeeeeeeez, Shin, Sun, Beer.
Austin City Limits Fest: Baby powder, Franken-Cyn, Sun, Poker.
Tucson: Mom-n-Dad, Biosphere 2, Music, Bärenjäger.
I realize some of these may seem abstract to many of you and, well, isn’t it fun to wonder what they mean? Good, I thought so. Rest assured, a good time was had by all and as Mike can attest to: baby powder = happiness. That one was free.
So Halloween, anyone? Costume ideas? I better start pouring some brain juice into that cup. What’s it gonna be this year? Hmmmmmmm...*insert internal dialogue here* If it didn’t get so cold here (yes, it gets cold in Phoenix) I’d venture into dresses because the possibilities are simply…fabulous. In my teen years, you couldn’t force me into one but now I find myself daydreaming about Patsy Cline and, well, let’s just say the thought of crinoline is suddenly intensely appealing. So come Hallow’s Eve, y’all better queue up yer cameras ‘cause Cameo’s gonna be doing some walking after midnight, out in the moonlight, in her new beaded party dress.
With all the “go-go here” and “go-go there” (viva Chantalle!), there hasn’t been much time to reflect and I’ve felt like a zombie (a very happy zombie) moving through each day guided by a cup of coffee. This is not to say I haven’t been absorbing, because there has been MUCH to soak up, and alas, the saturation has given way to overflow. That, my friends, is what brings me here to the spare.
So what happened? Well, in a nutshell:
Johsua Tree: Beeeeeeeeeeeeez, Shin, Sun, Beer.
Austin City Limits Fest: Baby powder, Franken-Cyn, Sun, Poker.
Tucson: Mom-n-Dad, Biosphere 2, Music, Bärenjäger.
I realize some of these may seem abstract to many of you and, well, isn’t it fun to wonder what they mean? Good, I thought so. Rest assured, a good time was had by all and as Mike can attest to: baby powder = happiness. That one was free.
So Halloween, anyone? Costume ideas? I better start pouring some brain juice into that cup. What’s it gonna be this year? Hmmmmmmm...*insert internal dialogue here* If it didn’t get so cold here (yes, it gets cold in Phoenix) I’d venture into dresses because the possibilities are simply…fabulous. In my teen years, you couldn’t force me into one but now I find myself daydreaming about Patsy Cline and, well, let’s just say the thought of crinoline is suddenly intensely appealing. So come Hallow’s Eve, y’all better queue up yer cameras ‘cause Cameo’s gonna be doing some walking after midnight, out in the moonlight, in her new beaded party dress.
9.03.2004
Almost Burning Man
Joshua Tree awaits. We’re packing the car and the Kiko to head out for Joshua Tree 2004. It may not be Burning Man, but it’s got fire, guitars, and funky hats…what more do you need? Oh, yeah…beer. Anyhoo, we’re off to dance with the elements:) I’ll be bringing the camera to capture some of the madness so be sure to check back for optical opiates. Until then, here are the emergency numbers, don’t forget to feed the fish, keep the cellar door closed, and ignore the little voice that keeps telling you “You should have gone to Joshua Tree.”
Can’t Stop the Music
Can’t Stop the Music
