This Yellow Taxi Cab In Which I Ride

I wrote a song earlier this year called Lost in Boston . It's not a particularly good song and so I don't play it much. Tonight. I am in Boston. Earlier today, my dad got totally lost and we waited for him to be found for over an hour. At any rate, I'm bored in the hotel room and thought I would quickly put up some pictures that I find to be entertaining to look at. Jenn, Josh, Stephanie, and James not lost in Boston: The same as above, with the exaggerated super hero-hanging-out-in-the-park pose: @ Hard Rock: Stephanie @ Hard Rock: Stephanie at the hotel wearing duck PJs and not giving me back my laptop even though I asked nicely: It's Sunday and I've had a great weekend. Visited my brother in New Hampshire. Opened some gifts. Played some games (Apples to Apples and Cranium Conga). Then came to Boston earlier today to see Jim Brickman in concert (a gift from my dad). He is a great pianist. His instrumentals are soothing and great for relaxing background music. His

I was planning on posting the following video on Christmas Day. However, I expect that Christmas Day will be busy with me needing to be at certain places at certain times and available to various people when they want me to available, and as such, I may or not have a free five minutes to do this. So. Please enjoy this song by Aimee Mann. NOTE: I don't particularly like the video, but I love the song. The song is 31 Today and is very appropriate for today for that very reason. That is all. Except for: Merry Christmas!

Not a lot of time to blog. My friends are on their way over (yes, even in the snow storm -- perhaps they are coming by dogsled) with Rock Band 2 -- even after my insistence that I'm sick and won't be able to sing (oh alright, maybe I'll do that song... and, okay that one too... and... ugh... that one too). I wanted to say that last night at Lena's (I didn't play -- too sick), I interviewed Kyle Miller for Inside the Open Mic. And while I did that, I was followed around by a photographer and Brian (the Gazette reporter -- who, earlier this week, had interviewed me about Inside the Open Mic). It was quite odd at first -- being photographed and all -- but I warmed up to it. Brian says that the story will be in the Sunday edition of the Gazette (which more people receive than the weekly edition I can safely assure you since I used to deliver the paper WAY back in the day) some time after the first of the year. I suppose this means I will have to start editing some video

It is incredibly cold out. Actually, it's incredibly cold inside too... I came home too early and the digital thermostat didn't kick on until about the time I got here, which means that it's only 62 instead of 68. So, I'm sitting on the floor of the bathroom with the laptop on the toilet (seat down, of course) with the space heater on high. (This of course being the most efficient use of the space heater as the space that it is required to heat is smaller here in the bathroom than, say, the kitchen or living room or computer room). Thursday night did not go as planned and the wicked storm that passed through (mostly lots of snow and icey-rain, but LOTS of icey-rain in Saratoga) caused me to postpone the interview for Inside the Open Mic and the interview with the guy from the Gazette. That will be happening this coming Thursday instead. I went Christmas shopping today -- just grabbed a couple things quick for my brother and siter-in-law. Stores and places to eat were w

I should be going to bed. It's 9:20 and I am usually in bed at this time reading -- especially over the past two weeks in which I have been relentlessly reading The Well of Ascension , which is part two of the Mistborn series by Brandon Sanderson. I am enthralled by it and I would be reading it now if it wasn't for the fact that I finished the second novel last night. Now, I am jonesing for more and the third novel, which is titled Hero of Ages , is unavailable at my local library and on reserve at Barnes and Noble in Saratoga for me. I'm going to Saratoga tomorrow, which doesn't help me at all for tonight. The other worry is that I am meeting Brian McElhiney from the Schenectady Gazette tomorrow before open mic to be interviewed about my Inside the Open Mic thing and I might not have enough time to go to Barnes and Noble first and pick up the book. I'm hoping the weather will be in my favor. It's supossed to not be in my favor, however -- which is the cause o

I was driving home from Albany where I was at a training today and I noticed that the moon looked cool. It was a sliver of a moon -- like a fingernail that was clipped and fell on a dark carpet. There were also two stars -- one under and one just to the right of the fingernail moon. It really looked cool in the steadily darkening sky. After arriving home (I wasn't home for more than five minutes) my dad called and reminded me that he likes cool things in the sky (which he very much does -- I often get emails from him about satelites passing by at certain times and planets and such) and told me that there was a very cool looking moon with two lights near it that looked like stars. I stopped him and told him that I saw it and I agreed that it was cool looking. He then explained that the "stars" were actually planets: Jupiter and... (damn, I can't remember what the other one is...). We again agreed that it was cool looking and that was all he really called to talk about.