Archive for January 2005

I had plans with an ex last night — The Ex — but she cancelled. She — let’s call her Anna — and I dated for three years in college. In a lot of ways, ours was the last relationship I got right. It’s been ten years. Anna and I met at my first performance…

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I got to bed late, and woke up a bunch of times. In the darkest hours of night, the cold front blew in. My rooftop bedroom is little more than three flimsy walls and a sliding glass door. So when the wind began whipping the rain against my windows, I could practically feel it. It…

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Short of high school stories, or event-based blogging, I have nothing for you. I watched “We Don’t Live Here Anymore” last night. It was well acted, but excruciating. Especially the scene when Mark Ruffalo’s kids jump up on his bed and say, “Is mommy leaving?” That was too close to home. Worse, though, was the…

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The early ’80s were tough for my family. My parents were recently divorced. My mother moved Chris and me one thousand miles away from my father. They both spent inordinate energies spewing venomous comments at one another. Money was tight. My mom and I shared a pair of Nikes. And my jeans were rejects from…

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I was chastised by a colleague yesterday for returning to “event based” journal entries instead of the more introspective posts I’ve been writing of late. I hate the “I did this then I did that” blog as much as the next guy. I didn’t really mean to write any of that sorta’ thing this weekend.…

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I think I’m remembering how to do this whole thing. How could I not be excited to get outside into this sunny day? I popped straight out of bed and in an unprecedented display of winter running enthusiasm, got right into my tights and fleece. I stretched in a warm, wide sunbeam illuminating the corner…

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Two outta’ three ain’t bad. It was an ambitious Friday night, especially for an impoverished (well, money’s tight anyway) recluse. Once again, I’d inked three events into the weekly minder: an old friend’s rock show, an old friend’s country show, and an old friend’s going away party. I blew the budget, but I almost made…

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I was due to participate in three seperate events tonight. Instead, I am home drinking beer and watching “Garden State.” It’s been in my queue for a few weeks. But I kept shuffling the order of my deliveries. I wasn’t ready for it. Even when the postman finally delivered it, I put it off. I…

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I’ve been thinking alot about angels. Before Christmas, it was Gabriel. I’m not sure why. Maybe the Lamb song. Maybe the guy I met on tour. I said, “I’ve been trying to write a song about Gabriel, you know, the angel.” And he goes, “Archangel, dude.” Seems to be an angel is to perform a…

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The year’s pretty much sucked it so far. I raced home from the Bahamas on New Year’s Eve only to fall asleep watching (how embarassing) “I, Robot.” I slept clear through the countdown and all the accompanying ballyhoo. Which might have been for the best, except that as a result, there’s no symbolic demarcation for…

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