Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
Must share a funny Katie story- she had me laughing and wheezing uncontrollably as she told it. She had worked her PR magic today to arrange an event around a blood drive that was a memorial tribute for a teacher who had passed away at their school. The camera crew from the local station showed up and all went as planned. They said it would be on the 5:00 news. She sent an email to all their people, she does fund raising too, so this was a big list of folks, to tell them to be sure to watch the news at 5:00. Unfortunately their story got preempted by a story about a liter of legless chihuahuas that was born in New Jersey. OK legless chihuahuas aren't funny but being preempted by them is, right? It really stings that these weren't even local legless chihuahuas. Bless her peapiepunkin heart. I am proud of your good sense of humor. We love you Katie. B'dawg this is one we need to record. Congratulations on your news btw. We are very proud of you and love you a lot.
Aerial Tribe's new CD is finished. I have new groovy tunes to enjoy. It is indeed a party for my ears. I was rocking out actually when my phone committed suicide. Every time I listen to it I feel such pride that our son, our baby boy, can create such beautiful music. I tried listening to the radio and some podcasts on the trip but I kept going back to the tribe. Look for Aerialistic - coming to cdbaby and itunes soon.
I need to go do some work. Goodnight Leaa and Livi and Jesse. Good night Carl. Goodnight Cara. Goodnight Katie and Barrett. Goodnight John Boy.
Friday, May 11, 2007
I was looking for a site earlier in the week that had updated evacuation information that I could share on the district's web site. I ran across this eye opener. Looks like we should all head for the hills. Needless to say I didn't share it on the web site. I think it would cause mass panic. God bless our firefighters.
On Thursday at 3:00am I was awakened by an unfamiliar sound and as I realized what I was hearing my heart sank. There were hundreds of birds in our neighborhood, evidently resting on their evacuation route, and they were all sounding the alarm. It was a haunting sound. I thought about all the immature animals that didn’t escape and imagined that I was hearing a chorus of mourning. Pray for rain.