the journey across the lot

yes, i know many of our friends are traveling across seas, over new landscapes, meeting people who speak another language and do not use western toilets. but for me, the journey was to move frida to the back lot. the fact that i had to do it over ice and snow, while texting the band, is beside the point. or is it? halfway across the lot, a posse of lawn gnomes asked for a ride. couldn't you just skate over the ice, i asked? no, no (lawn gnomes are so full of it) they said--please let us on to frida so we have a view of the alley. exasparated, i said "christonnacross!" which is the one thing you should never say to lawn gnomes. the last time i went

into this dangerworld was chemult, www.chemult.org/ 2003.

sure, they look peaceful...

Valentine's Day on the lower east-side

Well---I have a fixed address! Living in Bend's lower east side, where the lots are large, the sky is a different shade of blue, and feral cats take down herds of the king's deer in my front yard. Probably not doing any work on Frida for a month, but my darling band.....lots of work with them. We came back from a little road trip to Hood River last week, and I must say I've rarely had better travelling companions, and I got to play with 'em too. We had Anastacia open for us, so it was a rock and roll circus package, two bands in one. Photos below from stage (River City Saloon) and breakfast.

Sweet travels east to India and Nepal, Laura and James...

happy day of love to all, and especially to my California lilac~

db