two wednesdays ago...

nobody could believe what was happening... I could scarcely deal with it myself... I mean, look at these girls... and I wasn't on my game, just imagine what was actually happening...

seriously though, I need to do some catch up on photos... these are seriously stale... expect a post every three hours until I'm caught up to what's in the camera right now. no promises that the front text will make any more sense than this one did.

Chris' b-day

This is what happens when you get in a fight with a truckon one wheel. And win.





The two group photos we took:




And my own version of a group photo. Didn't get everyone in though.


And now lunch is over; back to the grind.

I think this was that one night...

Remember? The night that I drank far far too much? Excessive amounts of excess. So hungover in the morning I couldn't move? Yeah, well, there was this artshow, and I was broke, and a lot of other people fed me booze, but I wasn't really keeping track. I started counting in the morning, and the number of drinks I had was some where in excess of way too many. I think my short term memory shorted out there at the end, I have a lot of the same picture, like I took it and then forgot. Not that I remember now, but the photos at least tell something. Artifacts. Thank god for autofocus.

I know, deadpan images are dead, but I liked the asshole tax.



Husband...


and wife.

five minutes for a blog post...

first one will be brief. This is from two wednesdays ago, for once I wasn't out at blue note, and Chelsea came down to get a cell phone (I have spares and hers was spastic). While I was looking for the charger, she says, "Why don't we go to norman and see my friends play a jazz set?" and of course I went. I always have some fantastic luck when I hang out with her; I met a former South African paratrooper at one party, or there was the time we came across fire-dancers just before a rock show, etc, etc. This time, one of the professors from OU showed up and asked to sit in, and dude was cool. Didn't hog the stage, played a couple good numbers, and left. And my five minutes were up a while ago:

Trumpet playin' man.






More later.