Saturday November 10 2018


Waking up at 11 a.m.

Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Strawberries, Maple Syrup, and Kefir. Irish Breakfast Tea.

Teaching afternoon lessons at Music Makers.

Scrambled Eggs. Sourdough Toast with Butter and Jam. Coffee.

Organizing and loading gear into the wagon.

At Warrior’s Taphouse setting up inside the restaurant underneath their lit up sign. Ana and I happen to be matching somewhat to the American colors. Mom, my aunt Pansy and her friends, and other friends show up for support. It’s been a while since our last performance so it takes some getting used to again – getting comfortable on stage and all that. But I get right in my rhythm. We do a diverse variety of songs from classic rock, 90’s, folk, and current. In between sets I speak to a few people who admire what we do. One interesting guy, a friend of Peter’s (Pansy’s husband), his name is PB. A professional musician himself back in the day he regales times when his band played on an island in the Bahamas for many years. He has nothing but praise for Ana and I’s act – explaining that he thinks it’s the best in this area or something like that.

Back home. Mom and Ana brought back some Cheesecake from Harris Teeter. They dress it up with Raspberries and sprinkle it with Cocoa powder turning it into a $5 dessert plate. I enjoy my leftover Crab Cake Sandwich with Brussel Sprouts and Fries.

Sleep 3:30 a.m.

[i] Images by me.

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