tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31632342011-04-21T13:15:02.173-07:00Abstract HarmonyThe creative spirit wanders through the fog.Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comBlogger481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-1091520011375509282004-08-03T00:36:00.000-07:002004-08-03T01:00:11.376-07:00MYSTIC CHORDS OF MEMORY - Cafe du Nord - 08/02/04
As a longtime Beachwood Sparks fan, I couldn't miss seeing singer Chris Gunst play with his new solo project, the Mystic Chords of Memory. I got a good amount of time in catching up with friends while the opening band played rather monotonously in the background. But when MCM (as I'll call them) took the stage, I was surprised to see a full band Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-1091520785269403902004-07-31T23:00:00.000-07:002004-08-03T01:28:36.093-07:00NORTH BEACH JAZZ FEST - July 28-August 1, 2004
With my friend Brian, a fellow music fan in town from Indy, I finally made it out for some of the North Beach Jazz Fest this year. The festivities kicked off on Wednesday, but our evening started with a jazz recital in the Mission. The 3 piece band (piano, bass, and drums) floated in and out from straight ahead numbers to experimental excursions. Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-1090478531989235162004-07-21T22:59:00.000-07:002005-09-20T18:26:25.216-07:00Mmmmmm......Trader Joe's makes the best peanut butter cups in the world. So much for trying to get on an earlier sleep schedule. I'm floating on another sugar high.The Calexico/Nelo Case show is still fresh in my brain from last Friday. It was my first visit to the Fillmore this year and hopefully they'll be many more return visits. I've been away from the concert scene way too long. Neko took Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-1089265369379809672004-07-07T20:03:00.000-07:002004-07-07T22:58:08.370-07:00Sometimes life is like the needle on a turntable, rolling across your favorite record. It has its scratches and pops, but it still plays pretty well. But if the turntable isn't resting on a level plane, there's a chance the needle might start skipping....and if you're not careful, it may slide completely off track. Either way, you're forced to disrupt what you're doing and set things back on Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-1056152139638441872003-06-20T16:35:00.000-07:002003-06-20T16:35:39.560-07:00Kickin it again
Bored on a Friday at work so I thought I'd post somethin'.
Going through a slight reevaluation of life. Just trying to figure what does and doesn't work. I've noticed a trend this year. The things I do with more spontanaity tend to go well, cause I put less thought into them. But things I spend months devoting myself to never live up to the hype. I've tried to avoid anything Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-901018442003-03-04T00:23:00.000-08:002003-04-29T15:42:03.000-07:00NOISE POP 2003 - Or My Version of the Tale
Tortoise - Bimbo's 3/2/03
Okay, I'm writing this waaaay after the show...almost two month in fact. But I still have a vivid picture of Tortoise's amazing performance. Tortoise has always been pretty tight and dare I say rehearsed. This show saw them in more of a free, improvisational mood. Their normally melodic set was filled with hyperactive Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-893557162003-02-18T21:37:00.001-08:002003-02-18T21:37:40.000-08:00One other note - I took a bunch of pictures at the protest, all of which I intend to post here in the new future. I'm planning on putting together a new Blospot Plus site in the coming weeks that should include photos on a regular basis.Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-893557092003-02-18T21:37:00.000-08:002003-02-18T21:37:29.300-08:00San Francisco Peace March - Sunday February 16, 2003
Wow, can't believe I let this one sit for over 48 hours before writing about it. I'm a firm believer that the threat of war against Iraq is just wrong. There is no justifiable evidence that Sadam Hussein is truly a threat to the US and the only ones to benefit are the rich oil and military conglamorates that fund Bush and all his cronies.
So Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-884641682003-02-03T01:20:00.000-08:002003-02-03T01:20:46.000-08:00Morvern Callar
I was drawn to see the Scotish film Movern Callar upon hearing about its soundtrack, which included artists such as Stereolab, Can, Broadcast, Lee Hazlewood, and Lee Scratch Perry. The movie turned out to be even more fascinating than the soundtrack, a strange and twisted trip through the mind of young Scotish party girl.
The story begins as our heroine Movern wakes up to find Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-881469482003-01-28T00:36:00.000-08:002003-01-28T00:36:38.726-08:00Catie Curtis - The Cellar at Johnny Foley's - Saturday Jan 26, 2003
Just attended my first show in a month. I was new to Catie's music but my girlfriend's been a fan for a couple years. This was also my first time at Johnny Foley's. The food was nothing to rave about, but the downstairs venue is really nice. Its kinda like Cafe du Nord without all the red velvet, but complete with a stage tall Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-881459882003-01-27T23:59:00.000-08:002003-01-27T23:59:48.760-08:00Success!
I can actually access my blogger account from home again. No more excuses. My tails begin again....Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-831756982002-10-18T09:48:00.000-07:002002-10-18T09:48:44.383-07:00Back in the Sadle Again
It's time to end the long hibernation period I've taken from writing. There was good reasoning behind the hibernation though.
After I moved, the DSL hookup was a long time in the making. After two months the kit finally arrived. Unfortunately after one long day of downloading my computer breathed its last breathed. All attempts to revive it were unsuccessful. So now, Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-762826272002-05-07T17:10:00.000-07:002002-05-07T17:10:29.130-07:00The Beta Band - Fillmore 4/30/02
I happened to catch the Beta Band at Bimbo's back in '99 for their debut performance in the States. At the time, The 3 EPs was making every reccord junky's Top Ten list and the band's sophmore release was just about to hit the shelves. It was a brilliant performance, a full miltimedia experience, which instilled the Beta Band in my mind as an artist to watch for Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-759804442002-04-29T16:31:00.000-07:002002-04-29T16:39:14.000-07:00Appearing Live In Concert on Your CD Player!
My latest internet addiction is trading concerts on CD. One of my friends got me hooked on a trading database called etree. Then I discovered Furthur Net, the Napster of show trading, which is worse than crack. If there's anyone interested in trading shows, or for friends of mine who I burn CDs for on a regular basis. Here's my show trading page:
Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-759802062002-04-29T16:23:00.000-07:002002-04-29T16:26:08.000-07:00The Shins @ Great American Music Hall
The Shins' Oh, Inverted World could most likely be my favorite album of the past year. This album seems to take all the genius of the Beach Boys, Byrds, and the Beatles and mold them into something fresh and new. I can't say they will ever parallel the work of their influences, but they've written some excellent songs. "New Slang", their slow acoustic balladJeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-759787712002-04-29T15:36:00.000-07:002002-04-29T15:37:47.000-07:00Back From Hibernation
I regret the fact that I didn't post a note here explaining my long lapse in communication. For those who don't speak to me on a daily basis, I've beasically spent the last two months searching for a new apartment. It was a long and drawn out process in which I was basically searching for the perfect home. Actually, my perfect home would probably be a beachfront cottage in Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-95986162002-02-10T22:29:00.000-08:002002-02-10T22:31:34.000-08:00Lately I've felt as if my bond with the Northern California coastline is stronger than ever. I've spent an evening at the ocean for three weekends in a row. My first visit was mentioned here quite recently. Last weekend followed with a bonfire on Ocean Beach, complete with fun vibes, great conversation, and a soundtrack of Ethiopian jazz and Nigerian afrobeat.
The past weekend was the most Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-94317792002-02-06T00:30:00.000-08:002002-02-06T00:30:10.320-08:00Jay Farrar at the Fillmore - 2/1/02
I've been a fan of Jay Farrar since Son Volt began, and an Uncle Tupelo fan as well, so I was pretty excited during the days prior to his Fillmore gig. Whenever I feel a bit lost, Jay's songs make me feel that I'm not alone in my confusion. His new album has a beautiful air with which its composed. The instrumentation is more sparse and the sound much fuller, Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-92880282002-02-01T17:12:00.000-08:002002-02-01T17:13:43.000-08:00Another glorious sunset
Last Sunday I spent the last few minutes of daylight with a friend and his black and white colie puppy. We headed down to Ocean Beach and chased the dog up and down the shore. As the last bit of orange haze hung around the horizon, the light reflected on the wet sand and the dog's shadow was cast upon it. His footprints left indentations for a split second but were Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-92878502002-02-01T17:06:00.000-08:002002-02-01T17:16:52.000-08:00A couple more great musical experiences
Yet another ushering gig brought me to the Fillmore last week for a blues band called "The Word". With keyboardist John Medeski, pedal steel guitarist Robert Randolph, and the North Mississippi All-Stars as a backing band, it was destined to be a great jam session from the start. The opening act Chocolate Genius was a vanilla snoozefest that dragged on forJeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-92874632002-02-01T16:50:00.000-08:002002-02-01T16:50:48.876-08:00That weekend I never finished writing about
I don't realy like to leave my ideas unfinished, so I'll try to finsih up what I started a few weekends ago. This brings us back to January 19 which began with another ushering gig at the Warfield. This time around it was Judas Priest and Anthrax. I was a metal fan back in high school, and I went to appease the 15 year iold Jeff Beck that would have Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-89449772002-01-22T14:22:00.000-08:002002-01-22T14:22:11.566-08:00Finally a fun (and surreal) weekend - Part I
Things are getting interesting again so its about time I start documenting some of my experiences again.
The weekend started off with what would have been an otherwise ordinary trip to the movies. But on the way to the Metreon, I hopped on the 38 Geary where I Chinese woman with a purple motorcycle hemet was singin' the gospel at full volume. After Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-85761912002-01-10T13:05:00.000-08:002002-01-10T14:56:57.000-08:00Well its been less than two weeks since my last posting, but this website seems like an old car sitting on cinder blocks in the driveway waiting for someone to start working on it. Well at least I'm having a look underneath. Maybe I can get this thing running again before to long.
Let me lay down one disclaimer before I go. January has, since the inception of the Roman Callendar, been somewhat Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-83030612001-12-31T12:17:00.000-08:002001-12-31T12:20:59.000-08:00I just polished away a thin layer of dust presiding over this blog. Time to get things flowing again. There's not too much new to report. But there will certainly be more to come in the new year.
I went home to Chicago for a few days last week. Never got above 20 degrees so I spent all my time indoors. Got to see a few good movies though. A bit of advice for those of you who went home to Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-80585452001-12-19T16:58:00.000-08:002001-12-19T16:59:54.000-08:00I've been busy as all hell putting together gifts and cards for the past week. I won't elaborate too much since a portion of my readers will be on the receiving end of this wave of generosity. But needless to say, I have been swept up in a wave of Holiday spirit that puts all previous Holiday seasons to shame.
When I close my eyes at night, the usual see of darkness had been replaced by the Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-78769622001-12-12T14:03:00.000-08:002001-12-12T14:05:48.000-08:00Snoop De Ville
You'll never guess what's in store for next years line of Cadillacs....
http://launch.yahoo.com/read/news.asp?contentID=206750
Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-78604482001-12-12T00:04:00.000-08:002001-12-12T00:04:52.000-08:00Burnin' Down The House
There's still a faint smell of burning embers in the air outside. Around an hour ago I heard the familiar roar of fire engines outside my window. I say familiar because I live less than three blocks from a fire station. This time the firefighters stopped at a building less than a block away.
As I heard more and more sirens approaching, I stuck my head outside the window. Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-76575642001-12-04T22:59:00.000-08:002001-12-04T22:59:39.576-08:00Ugly Casanova/Les Savie Fav/Mars Volta at the Bottom of the Hill, Nov. 23, 2001
I've followed Modest Mouse for close to 4 years now, but I can't say I'm the biggest fan anymore. I've still got plenty of friends that are big fans, so I guess that's what keeps me going to their shows. The first tour for singer Isaac Brock's solo gig, Ugly Casanova, was no different. Its not that he doesn't write Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-76568992001-12-04T22:18:00.000-08:002001-12-04T22:18:51.043-08:00Blues Traveler at the Warfield, Nov. 21, 2001
I felt like reliving my past affinity for jam bands and decided to usher for one of the better groups of the genre. Yes I used to be a jam band fanatic in college-the Grateful Dead, Phish, Blues Traveler, the Allman Brothers, Rusted Root... I guess there were plenty of other bands I listened to, but few I actually got to see in concert living in Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-75507872001-11-30T22:01:00.000-08:002001-11-30T22:01:54.193-08:00George Harrison - 1943-2001
Its difficult to reflect upon the life of someone I always held in great respect but never had the chance to meet. I've always thought of George Harrison as the forgotten genius within the Beatles. Standing in the shadows behind the towering egos of John Lennon and Paul McCartney was an equally talented songwriter. It was certainly fitting when he adopted the nicknameJeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-75096632001-11-29T13:30:00.000-08:002001-11-29T13:31:12.000-08:00Ah yes! Nothing like stepping in canine feces to get that work day started right!
Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-74059322001-11-26T00:45:00.000-08:002001-11-26T00:45:21.006-08:00Beachwood Sparks at Cafe du Nord - Nov. 17, 2001
No matter how many times I see Beachwood Sparks in concert I always have a great time. This was the fourth show of there's I've seen in less than 18 months and easily their best. I've been enjoying various country rock groups for quite some tine, but I don't think anyone has been able to perfect the sound of psychedelic country quite like Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-74056082001-11-26T00:15:00.000-08:002001-11-26T00:16:52.000-08:00Gobble Gobble Overload
Just ate off the last of my leftovers, ending four days in a row of turkey consumption. My first Thanksgiving weekend in San Francisco was never a dull moment. So the blog got a little neglected while I indulged in the simple pleasures of hanging out with friends, seeing live music, eating, sleeping, drinking, and a little herb here and there. And eating and drinking and, Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-72766992001-11-20T14:14:00.000-08:002001-11-20T14:15:48.000-08:00Recently sighted on the billboard at the MUNI stop...
- The face of a beautiful model is covered with the words reading "war is cute" in black spray paint, punctuated by a frowning face. (Social commentary of political statement?)
- "I scream, you scream, we all scream for pork loin!" (I think squirm is a better word)
Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-70992912001-11-13T14:51:00.000-08:002001-11-13T14:51:59.383-08:00Play "Free Bird"!!!!
...And so they did. As Built to Spill closed out their set at Slim's last night, they rocked out that famous classic rock gem. I sang all the words as I giggled between breaths.Those teenage years spent listening to nothing but classic rock must have laid a permanent etching of those lyrics on my brain. As the second half of the song brought out dueling lead guitars, a Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-70989252001-11-13T14:38:00.000-08:002001-11-13T14:38:00.900-08:00Life During Wartime
Strolling through the city early Sunday afternoon, I was startled to see a low-flying bomber plane trailing two tethered objects being escorted by two choppers sporting machine guns in front. Was this some sort of surveillance testing or mock bombing run? And did this really need to be staged over a major city whose bridges were under threat just a week before?
Still lookingJeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-70982352001-11-13T14:12:00.000-08:002001-11-13T14:13:16.000-08:00"It's been awhile..."
Corny song lyrics aside, due to various circumstances I have not gotten the chance to write in awhile. Consequently I'm going to be posting a few separate little tidbits over the next day or so.
Saturday was the beginning of the first major storm system of the season. What better time to take a trip down Highway 35 though the mountains to Santa Cruz? Well...It was actuallyJeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-68763622001-11-05T00:37:00.000-08:002001-11-05T15:27:07.000-08:00On Saturday morning I went with friends on a horseback ride on the south end of Half Moon Bay. We arrived at the Seahorse Ranch around 9AM and took off on a two hour ride down to the beach. A last minute decision to get a guide served us well, as none of us had ridden since we were little kids on pony rides at summer camp.
My hoarse Dan looked a little disgruntled as he was brought out. All the Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-68070982001-11-02T00:13:00.000-08:002001-11-02T00:19:22.000-08:00Since my last post, Halloween has come and gone, with all threats of terrorism cast aside. If anything, I'd say it was an even bigger bash than usual. Supposedly around 400,000 people took to the streets of the Castro. As a reference, thats equal to half the population of San Francisco. Besides the presence of an extroardinarily large number of cops, it was another wild Halloween in the City by Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-66015502001-10-24T23:28:00.000-07:002001-10-25T00:27:07.000-07:00A free show at Ameoba on Saturday introduced me to a great band from Kentucky called My Morning Jacket. Their sound is rooted in 70s country-rock brought to a blistering energy in a live setting. The dueling guitar medlodies were flavored with a laid back vocal style similar to Wayne Coyne of the Flaming Lips. The singer threw his hair to and fro as if he missed his calling as the singer of an Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-65335782001-10-22T14:02:00.000-07:002001-10-24T23:04:07.000-07:00Last Thursday I spent the night camping with friends off the beach at Waddel Creek, just north of Santa Cruz. Dozing off to the sounds of the ocean was incredibly relaxing. I spent some time by the narrow creek which spills out into the ocean. The quite flow of the current passed undisterbed except for the occasional fish jumping from the water. A wider branch of the creek spread back towards theJeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-64250422001-10-17T21:32:00.000-07:002001-10-17T21:34:50.000-07:00Just finished reading Al Burian's "Burn Collector" series. Burian is a great writer who reals out autobiographical tales of couch surfing, temp jobs, failed relationships, and various other snipets of his life as somewhat of a punk-rock beatnik. In the past week I've finished off a collection of Burn Collector Vols. 1-9 along with the latest, issue # 11 (#10 seems to be out of print and Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-64189342001-10-17T17:02:00.000-07:002001-10-17T21:01:40.000-07:00I just realized that Autumn is finally settling in. The days seem to be getting shorter by the minute. I feel like just last week I would wake up in the morning with bright sunlight shining through my window. Now only a hint of light comes in as my alarm goes off in the morning. In a similar fashion, all that extra daylight I enjoyed so much after work is now fading fast. Soon, Daylight Savings Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-62936082001-10-12T12:09:00.000-07:002001-10-12T12:12:02.000-07:00Since moving to San Francisco, my clock radio has been tuned to go off in the morning playing rock radio station KFOG. Its a pretty mainstream station but they mostly just play music in the morning, which is alot more than can be said of other radio stations. For the past month however, they've been cutting back their music in favor of covering the attack on America and the ensuing war with Ben Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-62827542001-10-11T23:22:00.000-07:002001-10-11T23:32:27.000-07:00I added some listening picks today. Lately I'm feeling a little bit country and a little bit rock n' roll.
Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-62315662001-10-10T00:32:00.000-07:002001-11-20T14:21:47.000-08:00Here's a brief report on some of my musical excursions this past weekend.
Friday was spent at the Odeon Bar in the Mission with Japonize Elephants. They're a psycho-bluegrass-klezmar band with a definate Zappa influence in their arrangement. They paid ther dues in Indiana just like myself, and currently reside in Oakland. Four of the guys used to play in a band called Junk that had a regular Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-62300302001-10-09T22:40:00.000-07:002001-10-17T21:58:09.000-07:00"Momma always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun
But momma that's where the fun is..."
-Bruce Springstein
These song lyrics seemed to run through my brain repeatedly as I watched my first Ocean Beach sunset in many months. Feeling the warmth in the air, I felt the call to take the N Judah to the land's end as I was leaving work. I've been feeling a bit Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163234.post-61002052001-10-03T23:35:00.000-07:002001-10-12T13:22:27.000-07:00Opening Thoughts
So where do I start? Well I'm starting this blog to get my creative juices flowing again. I felt like things were going pretty well until the events of September 11 put a bit of a damper on my spirit for awhile.
So the majority of this blog will be focused on sharing some of my insights on life. Beyond the obligatory social commentary, I'll try to share a bit of what inspires Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03065137647405912367noreply@blogger.com