Once a month, whether necessary or not.

Um … Hi. It’s been a while.

Did you miss much? I’m not sure. I was in Second Life most of the time. Well, technically, I spent more hours at work, as usual, but after that I spent a lot of time chasing my avatar around digital landscapes. You probably don’t want to know about that, or about work either for that matter.

I went to see Dave in late March. A nice, quiet time was had once I finally made it out of Cincinnati. Dave once had a dream where he was driving a road designated I-1 (“I” for Interstate) that went from the north side of Cincinnati to a good ways down I-71 in Kentucky, bypassing the entire mess. We are still waiting for construction of this bypass to begin. In conclusion, I have very little good to say about Cincinnati. I’m sorry.

The best part was, Dave took me to Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse. I kept arguing over the last several years that it was too far above my raisin’. But he finally prevailed upon me, and … the steak was divine. Truly. Mind, divinity is not cheap, but you don’t do this every day. I have never, ever, had a steak that good. Oh, man.

I played a show at the Dovetail with my friend John and his fiancée Sharon early in April. They sounded very good. I sounded good when I wasn’t forgetting lyrics. Sigh.

My sister had some health problems, exacerbated by a doctor who did her no good at all. She now has a different doctor, and though her problems are not gone she’s much better emotionally about it, and that helps a lot. Good treatments seem to be in progress.

My nephew (not that one, the other one) had a baby. Well, his wife did. Baby’s name is Lucas, which is awesome, I’m sure you’ll agree.

We started to have spring, and then winter returned for around two weeks, which was a huge morale killer. They had to postpone a baseball game because of cold and the threat of snow, that’s how bad it was. Spring seems to be back now, though. Fingers are crossed.

Anything else? Oh, the airplane engine that fell on my house. But I’m fine, I swear.

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About songdogmi

I'm a longhaired almost-hippie stuck in the inner suburbs of a major rust-belt metropolis who's thoughtful, creative, and kind of geeky. In exchange for a paycheck I run around in a cubicle maze most days. When I escape, I play music, hang out in coffee houses, dink around on the computer, take naps, and think I should be off in the woods somewhere. Every once in a while I get in my car and drive far, far away, though I've always come back so far.
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