Full moon

Last night was intense. Golden zurna melod­ies trickled down my back in swamp trop­ical heat, djembe picked my feet up and ran away with them, laugh­ing into the infin­ity with the tink­ling santur. My belly remembered how to move my hips so it could play at being...

Renewal

Wood­ford is over for another year. Another amaz­ing week of music and friends, although this time it was more the people than the music… Wish I was more elo­quent… but I’m too mellow to craft this entry. Just take what pours out… Life’s too short....

Whoo hoooo!!!!!!!!!

Sleeps till Wood­ford: 0 Jezebel is safe with her friends Mel & Matt. Everything is packed. hermia8 and thun­der­chylde are wait­ing to carry me away. oreth­ule, the bike is still yours if you want it… Call me… Bye all, see you on the flipside....

Geek dilemma

Sleeps till Wood­ford: 1 Ori­ginal plan for today: finish pack­ing, go buy last minute stuff, trans­fer all info needed at Wood­ford from Inanna (the iBook) to the Palm, tidy house, throw out perishables. Span­ner in works: Apple finally sent me Pan­ther this...

Fatty

Latkes are very oily. The kit­ten’s name is Jezebel. Here are more pic­tures! Kind of appro­pri­ate: the woman who brought pagan wor­ship to the Jews (and was roundly con­demned for it). There’s some indic­a­tion that her brand of pagans were ‘depraved’,...