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Boosting the signal: Massage is Good
Posting this for my pal Liz who's not an online person these days ( Read more... ) -
Band busy-ness...
We've been busy - some of the best part of our days has been band stuff... I might post some other fun stuff separately, but the band stuff is pretty cool - the last couple of songs I've worked on have given me opportunities to do work I'm really proud of... both the harmonies I've written and the performances... plus I think the songs are just ( Read more... ) -
it's been a while...
I'm still here ( Read more... ) -
Feast of St Crispy this Weekend!
Feast of St Crispy: Birthday Party, Barter Faire, Clothing Exchange, Bone Poets Concert, Pancake Breakfast (Sunday), Camping with a campfire... join us ( Read more... ) -
still buzzing...
really high energy show tonight - and what a wonderful audience response! The hall was tough; very echo-ey and "live" - it took a good part of the first set to get the sound to settle down, and it was still not perfect, but Jim really did wonders taming the room to a dull roar... he deserves a sainthood and a really easy next gig for his work ( Read more... ) -
Signal boost:
A very dear friend of ours (Dave Burch) needs a ride to the Bone Poets show tonight - Saturday April 24, at Fremont Abbey ( Read more... ) -
Call out to Bibliophiles, especially those of you with library sceince degrees...
I'm learning web design in a rather awesome progam (Web Foundations Fast Track) at Cascadia Community College - and I'm on a team that will be redesigning the Everett Public Library website (eee!)... this is their site now: http://www.epls.org/ - it's *not* an online library, but has a catalog ( Read more... ) -
5 years ago...
5 years ago today, we fell into love with two amazing people... I can't really believe it's been 5 years, but then it feels like longer than that; it's hard to remember a time when I didn't love my Ace and Eric. I'm so lucky; we're all so lucky ( Read more... ) -
spring again...
It's spring, and the colors are singing to me...
how is the time so short, these bright incandescent days
flit by... seeming like moments of pure
anticipation - laced with the smell of green
suddenly I'm that child again
afraid to sleep, or I'll miss something...
here I come... wait for me!
