On John Wesley Harding

He's five feet from me tuning his guitar. Sarah and I are totally geeking out, but trying to look like we're not. He and Scott McCaughey are harmonizing, and it feels like the keys underneath my fingers are picking up the vibrations, doing excited little dances timed to the jackhammer thumping of my heart.

On the Music Panelist Greenroom

I am sitting in it. We're on our first day of music panles, kind of a low key warm up for the big shindig tommorw through Saturday. Interactive ended yesterday, and all my old and new freinds have scattered their seperate ways with stories to tell about me. I have stories to tell about them, and they are coming, including the inception of Jump in the truck with Jeff that hopefully will now follow Break Bread with Brad, reports from the dugouts at Kick3, how hard I killed at Fray this year, leading to the monumental success of 20X2. Of course, the ultimate goal is to spend several days surrounding myself with smart creative people, laughing, learning and growing from them, and I hope my tales of their exploits due them all justice, because I love them all. So stay tuned.

(Also, this is my first post ever done on a Mac, the powerbook G4, and I am totally ready to make the switch, in only about 3 hours. I also finally realized how bad my site looks on Mac, so I promise to get it fixed.)

On being pumped to the eyeballs with adrenaline

Holy cow, we stuck the landing! More to come....

On the SXSW section of this blog

As I am not a designer or a tech nerd, the SXSW update section which was languishing since last year has now managed to get fucked into a cocked hat. Beats me.