Journal

You won't believe how it ended.

The assistants were indistinguishable from people, except their feelings were more easily hurt, and they had to be in physical contact with the person they were assisting at all times.

At this point I had to put my bike on my back and climb up a narrow, slippery metal thing, like an air duct.

I saw a man on St. Roch avenue, near St. Claude. He was pushing a yellow Dollar General shopping cart full of unidentifiable junk.

Albacore tuna is thought to be more elegant than the cheap kind (chunk light!) but doesn't taste as good.

I dreamed I was talking to my mom as well.

I met tons of cool girls who had boyfriends I didn't meet.

The biggest conflict was I didn't want to go to the hardcore matinees in the disused storefronts in our urban neighborhood.

Everything was nice and clean, everyone was nicely dressed.

I was an adult, basically present-day me, but I was starting a new school and I had an advisor, and we went to the mall.

I was walking on a slushy Brooklyn Street.

I watched YouTube videos and now I don't know how to put the strings on anymore.

Gina and I were eating breakfast at Satsuma on Burgundy Street, and she said "You have a leaf on your shirt." I saw that it was true, it was perched on my left shoulder.

The movies weren't the ones I'm used to.

I had to climb a hundred foot ladder, then stand on the top rung with my other foot on the rig to reach the part I was working on.

It worked out about as well as you'd expect. Maybe better.

I went to Paris with my family and boy what a mix-up.

I also punched some people.

The bat, which we had mistaken for a stuffed toy, came to and started chasing me around.

I got exposed.

I got exposed.

Just like on Christmas, or the night before a big trip, I stay up too late, supposedly getting organized.

I was in Tennessee watching the New Orleans Saints play a team I didn't recognize.

I learned an astonishing fact about Diesel fuel and its alternatives.

It told me something I didn't know about Houston.

The film was called Knuttin' Bowl.

Another football dream.

I like a lot of Prince music, but I can't stand his mid-tempo hits.

Primitive Boys were great, but I don't think they ever played another show.

Good show. Mike Edison was in town.

I could do nothing right.

He agreed with us about his son.

I moved back to New Orleans the next day.

There were five heads.

For the second time in 2008 (and in the same week), I'm back in New Orleans.

Thanks to "Gabby the Cabby" for finding and returning my license, credit cards, work ID, etc!

No cover.

That's right--America's two greatest "And The" combos on one stage making people happy.

I watched at the house of some acquaintainces I didn't know well.

I used the write PHP scripts to send mass emails to my mailing list.

It was fun to see Richard Griffiths live.

I remember really liking her harmonica playing.

We met under amusing circumstances.

First Wednesday of a four-Wednesday residence.

We didn't have a gig but we wanted to go anyway.

How big is your want-to?

We stopped at Buffa's and played a short set, uninvited.

I feel like there was another band called Golden Showers on the bill but I dunno.

I guess I went, it's in my date book.

I guess I had some art in it, or maybe I just went to it.

Everybody said the guy was some sort of mafioso and I should expect retribution.

I do remember this show happening. I have no evidence that it did though.

I tried out for Zoom at one point, it didn't go well.

It was our second show in two days. It would also be our last show with this lineup.

I know this from a note in my 1999 datebook.

I went to Chattanooga and hung out with my cousins.

Unbelievably, I showed them my reel.

Most of the studios were on 30th Street.

Took a night flight.

I bought a tuxedo that summer because I had to go to several formal weddings.

We wrecked the place.

Great show. Al gave me a plaque.

This had to be the time they were almost snowed out.

A difficult milestone to achieve, yet it passed with little fanfare.

The woman on drums was tipsy and giggly. Stephin Merritt looked miserable.

Very unsure of the date though.

Apparently Al Franken was also on the show but amusingly I don't remember that.

It was too noisy a venue.