In which I’m totally healthy! …except for that nagging little Schizoid tendency. Here are the boringly normal results of a test I took online (because I saw it on her site): Personality Disorder Test Results Paranoid || 10% Schizoid |||||||||||||| 54% Schizotypal |||||||||||| 46% Antisocial |||||||||||| 42% Borderline |||||| 30% Histrionic |||||||||| 34% Narcissistic |||||||||| […]
In which there’s bowling, Halloween, gigs, sex, cooking, file size, debt, and the end of DST. Every Friday there’s a company meeting. Management shuts off the phones for an hour and a half and we all eat lunch and get up to speed on various new policies and whatnot. Last Friday, however, instead of having […]
In which I went to the studio last night. Barefoot has decided that there needs to be a Mush Morgan EP to sell alongside Coyote Kings CDs at blues festivals. To that end, he’s organized the boys and recorded some tracks, and last night I went over to the studio to do some vocals. I […]
In which a picture is worth a thousand wo- …oh screw it. Here’s some pix of Ritzville. On Saturday, the Kings and I played the main stage from 1.30 to 2.30: And then we played a 2-hour set in the Pastime, a wonderfully reesty little bar across the street from the main stage packed with […]
In which I’m your geek, baby. After several months of letting it sit there and collect dust, I installed that new 120Gb HDD into my A30 laptop. Then a few days went by – days during which the laptop was in its carrying case – and then I decided it was time to set the […]
In which there’s a trip to the Tri-cities. I went and saw my stylist Saturday afternoon for a cut and color. I said I was doing a lot of gigs this summer and that I needed hair I could scrunch up into curls easily… so bitch chopped all my hair off! I have a totally […]
In which I do a gig I feel good about… and drink WAY too much wine. Yesterday I came home on my lunch break and took a shower and put on jeans and cute shoes. After work I came home to drop Bindu off and smear on some mascara. By seven I was at the […]
In which I get an extra day off to play in a garage. Saturday I took the day off work so I could do a gig. It was at a private party in a Morton building and it was cold once the sun went down and I schlepped gear and ate nothing but chips and […]
In which my plans are quite suddenly changed. Saturday night my entire band had a long practice. After, Curtis and I went out and Becca showed up. We met a wine writer from Seattle and hung out with her all night, even dragged her to after hours for a bit. I got drunk. Around three […]
In which I get money for nothin’. (But no chicks for free.) First of all, I haven’t washed my hair in 3 days, and I just want to get that out of the way before we go any further. Full disclosure and all that. Yesterday afternoon RB left me a voicemail message at work saying […]
