So what to say about my brief stint in New York? Because there was good, bad, and oh-so-ugly.

First the good:

Amanda Palmer was freaking amazing, as per usual. She brought down the house and introduced us to four (yes, four!) opening bands and closed the show with David Byrne singing “Burning Down the House” together. She was charismatic and funny ( Read more... )

But I have things to look forward to: Amanda Fucking Palmer in NYC in a couple of days and then a month later in Los Angeles. And I'll be home for almost a week. That is the good.

I can't say that there is anything particularly bad at the moment - well, besides this wretchedly hot and humid weather which will only get worse as summer moves in. But ( Read more... )

I hear thunder booming in the distance as lightning flashes out of the window behind me. Another summer storm is running its way through D.C. That last one was especially loud, cracking like a whip through the sky.
Sometimes with weather like this I feel myself getting a bit maudlin. Around this time one year ago I was making my way home from Osaka ( Read more... )

There is something - or several somethings - living in the corner roof of my room. I heard either fighting or f**king earlier today when I came home. Sadly, I came home early from work because of the snow weather warning which means that there is a decent chance that I'm not going into work tomorrow because of it. In which case another day to spend ( Read more... )