I was riding my bicycle to choir practice this morning, and suddenly I smelled something (what? I do not know) that sucked me through a vortex of a decade and spat me out onto the sopping green grass of a foggy spring morning in England. It was 1999, in April, just a few days after…
Category: Before I Was A Grownup
Trajectory
Do you ever feel like you’ve been gently, insistently redirected? Herded. Shepherded. There is a distinction, but in either case, direction from an outside source is implicit. A sheep-i-ness is implied. I have let the slings and arrows of daily existence make me go baaa. I sometimes feel my youth slipping away from me, which…
This Post is Clearly Not by Me!
It’s blog share time! The one time of year when we get to write what we want and post it on someone else’s blog, anonymously! So don’t be puzzled by what you read below. Enjoy! (At the bottom, you will find the link to all participants in this year’s blog share, and no, I’m not…
Approximately Forty Minutes of Awesome
This is my band. My old band. We are for sale. Or rather, our album is. Though we are, too, if you live in the Triangle area and would like some roots rock at your way cool function. You can download MP3s for 99 cents each. All of those 99 cents go right back into…
Red Rubber Ball Addendum – Breakup Songs
The past post got me thinking about breakup songs. The song I listened to during the breakup memorialized by that post was awesome. It powered me through some workouts. It was not the kind of song that stands the test of time – it was one of those angsty emo rock kind of things that…