Though I didn’t think I would post in here again, I have changed my mind. I’m wiling away a bit of time waiting in the Guayaquil airport for my return to Cuenca. 10 airports and 16 days later…
It had been over 5 years since the last time I was in the US. It is truly different now and so am I. It started in the Atlanta airport. I was amazed the metal detectors in customs are now so sensitive, they picked up my bra underwire and the rivets on my jeans. Next, I realized how strange it looked to see so many tall men everywhere. It took a minute to get out of the habit of speaking Spanish to cashiers and into the habit of flushing toilet paper rather than throwing it in the trash. And then I spotted 2% milk and salt and vinegar potato chips!! Woo Hoo! I drank milk every occasion possible, but only indulged in one (largish) bag of chips.
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I know, I know…I don’t write here anymore. No time, no inclination, no entries. Facebook is something relatively new for me. I have the opportunity to say hi to people I would never have been in touch with again in my life. There are people from all stages of my life in music, people post music, people from high school and of course, people I’ve met in 2009. So through a series of Facebook twists and turns, this very brief post is simply to offer up some links to moments from the past that are more relevant than ever:
And ps…I’m jealous of all the snow in the US this week. Happy Holidays from here.
Once upon a time I found this unknown band in Tempe, Arizona called The Gin Blossoms. Yes, people around town knew them, but that was about it. I was instantly smitten. I stuck around Tempe a few days to get to know them better and to see if maybe we might work together. There was another band from Tucson that had signed to an independent label in NY who were also trying to help them a bit…no longer remember their name. They had a little local EP at the time and my name was added as their management contact when they produced the next round of those EPs. And I got to work. Read the rest of this entry →
It’s May 15, 2009. My things have finally arrived from Panama. I thought they would arrive in December 2007.
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I used to have to write, went a bit crazy if I didn’t. I’ve had a diary from the time I was 8 years old. Somewhere, I still have that journal. I wrote about my babysitter, twirling baton, sceances in my friend’s attic, the preacher’s daughter. I wrote about the price of stamps going up and hearing the word ‘shit’ on the radio. I wrote poetry throughout my teen years, some songs in Nashville and then back to my first love, journaling. So it’s quite sad that I’ve abandoned it in the past couple of years. At first, that was stress and then, it was just being too damned busy living and working to write about any of it. I like people, I really do. But I rarely like being around people. I have become such a hermit. I love my son, my dog, Lorraine, working and once again, diving. Read the rest of this entry →
Let’s be honest…while I thought it had been about 5 years since I had been diving, when I started really thinking back, it had been a shocking 13 years since my last dive! And what a miserable dive that was which no doubt contributed to the lengthy absence. My last dive involved total equipment failure because I neglected to test the equipment first. And climbing out of the sea, I shred my hand on a rock that I have the scar from to this day. Catalina Island off the coast of California. Kelp forests, bad visibility and not much marine life. But let’s not dwell on that. Read the rest of this entry →