Things I plan to accomplish today:

-Transcribe bass parts to Mike's music for Gene to practice tonight.
-Go to the bank, then pick up a cheap sleeping pad for the tour from a nice craigslister.
-Practice.
-Confirm shows.
-Send messages to people about our Portland show.
-Run around a bit.

Things I have accomplished already:

9:00 am - 10:30 am- ( Read more... )

Steam is rising from the boardwalk as we experience our first sunny day in weeks! The placid inlet water beckons, the mountains are green and purple and orange with life, the bald eagles are playing hide the sausage with the sea otters, and my non-broken earbud is blasting "Frontier Psychiatrist" into the right side of my brain as I sit inside a ( Read more... )

0) The bar is officially CLOSED. I only have to deal with drunks of my choice now. This is a weird time for me ( Read more... )

I'm tempted to stay here forever, but I won't ( Read more... )

Summer #2 in Pelican is like going from high school to college. More rewarding, more stressful, more meaningful, more situationally but not emotionally confusing ( Read more... )

I almost feel as though I'm cheating, using the internet up here. I was fully prepared for a livejournal-free summer ( Read more... )

Mike found us a manager. Apparently, during their initial meeting, she was very careful to let him know that she was NOT in the band management business just to have a lot of casual sex with her clients. After hearing that, I told him we should keep looking ( Read more... )

Not doing anything this Sunday evening? Well, have I got a deal for you ( Read more... )

Today is my one-week anniversary with having no voice. I'm very glad my psychosomatic brain hasn't also disabled my fingers, since it so obviously has it out for my musical ability. At least I only feel partially impotent this way ( Read more... )

We had the best practice ever, tonight. Did I mention the band is back together? We've got the lovely Jessica on banjo now, not to mention the addition of Gene the Stripping Bassist. After our usual songs, we all switched instruments and started rocking out raga-style. Bet you didn't know Mike's a talented flautist! (Also, now I remember why I ( Read more... )