Daddy’s day in.

Sure, anyone can just sleep in on Fathers Day, but me? I helped my lovely bride out by going through a whirlwind of cleaning this morning. I did get a cute card from Evie that read: happy Grouchy Father’s Day! scram! Following this was a small emblem of Oscar the …

Six degrees of Jon Brion.

So it looks like just about anything to which Jon Brion can be connected, even indirectly, is pretty much great by definition. Sure, there’s the easy links like Aimee Mann, Paul Thomas Anderson, and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I didn’t know until yesterday that my favorite musical supergenius …

Post-holiday chill.

Well, certainly I’m not talking about the weather. This is the second Saturday in a row with temperatures at or above the mid-60s. But after the normal stress of the holidays, there was not much news to report here. Ethan has of course abandoned all the toys Santa brought him …

Pretty slick, Slick.

As my former colleague Dave found out, it was a very messy morning indeed. Not three cars ahead of me, going over a bridge that forms an overpass over the train route near our house, some bozo decided that there was really no reason to exercise any caution due to …

Signs of life.

Man, I didn’t realize it had been a whole week since my last post. It’s been a busy week, between working on Fedora commitments, finishing my short stint with the Lianna band, and working on the next Leah Morgan CD. Oh yeah, and the regular day job. And trying to …