His shirt wrapped him like sun-faded tabacco leaves and his harmonica undoubtedly tasted of beer. A guitar sat expectantly behind him. Its neck attent and slightly leaning like a stem dipping into the high gloss bulb of a cherry reflecting the stage lights. An abandoned drum, upright, glowed an old yellow like a tired sun near the horizon. His ( Read more... )

Asheville had a big night tonight in music with Patty Griffin and Widespread Panic -at different venus of course. I chose Patty. She was phenomenal.

26 has been going well so far. I've already been out of the country. Toronto was wonderful. It was such a good time. I miss my brother. My head is spinning that it's almost the middle of April. Seriously.

I'd really like to know where or what I'll be doing after August but I am beginning to not care right now. I am not sure if that's a good thing or ( Read more... )

I spoke too soon. Dinner with friends, angle food cake with strawberries and whipped cream AND yellow cake with chocolate frosting, mojitos and FIREMEN topped the night off. Seriously.

I've gotten everything I've wanted for my birthday, tulips and thunder.

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We made it to D.C. on Friday, the roommates and me. It was gray and rainy and cold. We got burritos from Union Station and tried to eat them on the stairs of the Capitol building but security wouldn't let us. We also got mixed up in a huge anti-war protest on St. Patrick's Day when we were walking around the National Mall. The Botantical Gardens ( Read more... )

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