It’s been so long…

my harddrive died. I have had no computer since May 4 in NYC. I try to sneak into business centers in hotels and use TD’s computer whenever I can, but all my mail is webmail as a result, with no spam filters. I get so much spam at my lunesse address simply because it is so old, and without filters….ew. It’s been hard to be a tour manager without the puter, but I have been managing. Today was a small day of communication breakdown, however. Here in Milwaukee, WI, the hotel didn’t have our reservation, the club thought soundcheck was an hour before doors, and the new hotel didn’t give us the right address. Clearly, I am not meant to communicate well here. The hotel we are in is TRIPPY. Old. Like an old apartment building from another era. The telephone receiver was upsidown in the cradle. TD says it’s a Masonic sign and we best not mess with it. ;) Two shows here, then off to St. Paul, Minnesota. Another state I have never been to before. This week I have been to the following states I have not been to before: Illinois, Michigan, Indiana, Wisconsin. Next week we will drive thru Nebraska, adding one more to the list.

One week and I am back home with DLJ. I can’t wait. This tour has been an amazing experience, but I sure do miss home.

East Coast, here I come

Way earlier than I want. I would kill for 3 days to just do nothing. This whole week was completely outer limits busy, the “days off” between tour legs. I mean I am exhausted, brain dead busy. Crying to let off stress busy. BUSY. And I am still buried, though we are making an organized plan of it so I am feeing better in some ways. It’s still fun, don’t misunderstand, but it’s a LOT of work for me. The work of many folks on one pair of shoulders. I’m drained.

I still have a lot to do before that plane takes off tomorrow. Plane. LeSigh.

Making bunches of dinners for DLJ, packing, weeding, trying to finish jewelry, laundry, should make a few hotel reservations, and SPEND TIME WITH DLJ. I have been home for 10 days and it doesn’t feel like it. Home but not home.

When it gets bad, I just remember that it’s over in less than a month. Sure, there will still be a lot to do after…but not like THIS. And everything that happens…is good for the book. That’s my mantra when eyeball deep in stress and lists of things to do. Just like “ball bearings and updrafts” is my mantra on the plane when it bounces all over.

Still. It’s exciting. New cities, old haunts, a few old friends and some new ones. I’m looking forward to seeing the crew again. I made us all official laminates as a momento and to wear so we look cool. :p

Most important tonight is DLJ, resting, sleeping, and getting my music in order. Thousands of car miles ahead of us.

There’s a man on the roof.

It’s almost Dolby tour time! I’m still booking hotels a smidge but the west leg is done. I’ve started making the advance calls to the clubs, to make sure everything is running ok and everyone has the info they need. More of that tomorrow. That’s probably how I will spend most of tomorrow. I want to try to escape to the metal studio before I leave for LA but…well, at least I will have class Tuesday night.

We found the problem. Not huge to fix, DLJ has already made some good changes, but we might need someone to finish it off. There’s a vent thingy that should slope down along with the roof, but however they tried to stick it before, it came off, so the metal square sticks straight out, even a little up. So rain collects and flows backwards. Because it is a tile roof, can’t nail it down. Still. Now we have to clean up that section on the inside of the house, and make sure the problem is completely solved soon.

But it is sealed better now.

I got a little wacked in my last entry, but it’s a lot to think about right now. Thomas’ tour starts in less than 4 days. I’ve started packing for this first leg. I need to figure how I am going to get to the airport. I’m going to have to bum around Disney for part of the day until the House of Blues will let me in. I will have all my stuff and it’s too far to get out to Malibu where we are staying, so…ya, me and my luggage at Disney. I still need a good clipboard I can’t find one! Everything I find is crappy plastic! I need to print out some organization forms I have made. I’m still waiting on some website stuff. All that plus the roof leak and the finishing of the previous remodel and getting ready to deal with the legal stuff there, plus my own business and then the whole kid thing. Yeah. I got a little bent.

Friday I went out to CDBaby to grab some more receipts. That was fun, to see what CDBaby looks like. One. Huge. Warehouse.

I can’t wait for the tour to start, and I am terrified. But when Thomas is up there and the music is happening, it will all be good times.

Change of pace

I haven’t written much in the last few days here, I was in California and the internet access was a little spotty.

I was down in the Bay Area to talk to a friend about his tour. I have managed his website for many years now, and it needed updating before he went on the road. A few weeks ago he decided I should come along, to update the site and also sell merchandise.

I agreed, and so this meeting was so that we could go over site designs and nail down details.

He had a gig in San Francisco on Thursday night, so I flew down on Wednesday and spent a few days sleeping on an air mattress in his garage, which had been converted into a sort of tv room/office for his wife.

The show was excellent, and before it I had dinner at my old haunt, saying hi to my old friends and eating really good Italian food. Then we met up with my friend at a nearby bar before walking down to the gig.

It was excellent, as was the performer after him, GianLuigi. I really enjoyed his set, so much I stayed after my first ride back to the house left. So I went back home later, arriving at 2:30 and quickly hiding under the covers to combat the cold.

Friday we sat in a small diner for brunch and talked, and I agreed to be the tour manager. I’m freaked out but sure I can do a good job…most of the time I’m sure. ;)

I have a lot to learn but I think I can swing this. Mostly I am happy that he trusts me to this. His wife thanked me, saying if I hadn’t agreed, she’d have to do it. Heh.

It will take me away from glass a little, but I can work it out, and it is only for a month. Worth it for the experience and a chance to watch my friend get back into the music game after so many years. One of those things to remember when I’m old and grey.

More soon, as the journal is sure going to take a swing to the different from now till mid May.

I made that deal with the universe, giving up the monetary greed for freedom. I guess the universe is listening.

jury duty

Was cool! I was on a jury! It wasn’t cool that there was a case to be tried, you know, people upset, problems, but I am glad that this time I made it to a jury. It was a criminal case which meant we had to deliberate in the jury room until we came to a unanimous decision. This was not easy to do, we had photos, witnesses, and telephone calls but it was still something we went back and forth on for some time.
When we delivered our verdict, the defense lawyer requested a polling. That means the judges asked each of us if we the verdict was our own. The reason to do this is to look for hesistation, or a way to deliberate further. Fine. What I didn’t like is they called us by name. They had earlier in the day as well, but now that we had delivered (and it was guilty) we sat there and were named in front of the defense. This made me feel uncomfortable, I believe there should be more protection of the jury after they reach a verdict. It’s not that I thought this person would be a problem, but what if it was a case where the person did go loopy and wanted to get revenge? All they had to do was remember a name or two, and go find them. We were invited to stay after,as regular citizens, once we were dismissed as jury, to see what happens next. Had I not been named, I might have as I am curious about the rest of the things that happen in a trial. But I was too freaked by being mentioned, I didn’t want to call even more attention to myself after, so I left. I think I will go to court on another day and just sit in on a trial and see if I can see the part that happens after a verdict.

It lasted just a day which is good as I have a meeting today with the Energy Trust of Oregon to come do a free test of my house to see how we can better save energy. If I had to cancel due to jury duty, I would not have been rescheduled until April…it’s a popular program.

DLJ is in Bend today, he will be home late and I will get him at the airport. I like getting him from the airport. I like going to the airport when I am not flying. Speaking of, I need to get my flight to the Bay Area and back for March. I’ll spend a few days with a client to go over a website overhaul. Flying. Feh.

spinning laundry

I just put a lasagna in the oven for DLJ when he gets home, as my metalsmithing class starts tonight, and I won’t be here with dinner on the table. I am really excited for this class.

It’s raining again, thank you, Supertramp.

Tomorrow I have a very early appointment and then I must come back and watch the house remodel type thing get going. And make glass. I wanted to today, but left my KEY in there and locked it when we went to LA. Pathetic. So instead I installed Quickbooks and got that going, and started laundry, and took a walk this morning before the rains began.

I shot some jewelry, and some beads, I should have another auction up tomorrow, and hopefully a couple more after I get back in the studio.

I want my big mama kiln! Soon! I have candleholders to make! And round dishes!

Why do cats, when they lick themselves, always make that especially nasty sound when licking their butts?

Gosh, was L.A fun. Thomas put on some excellent shows, despite some sound issues at the Anaheim show. The sound in Hollywood was excellent. The lighting at both made it hard to get good pictures. We have some we like, but they could have been better if adequate lighting had been around. I had a little bit of time to catch up with him, a few moments when everyone else left the dressing room to look for food. It was sweet, though, he was so busy, when he came off stage in Anaheim I came along behind him from the wings and walked on by, without a word. As I went upstairs with my friend Amaebi behind me, I felt a tug on my arm. Thomas was behind Amaebi and reached forward to grab my arm as we went back to his dressing area. He gave me a happy smile, and that was really sweet. Thoughtful. K, his wife, told me as we watched him during sound check that he was just so thrilled that DLJ and I were there. Not as thrilled as we were, I replied. I really miss both of them a lot, and we see them so rarely…there’s no way we would have missed his shows.

I might have another chance in March, lighting wise…we shall see…DLJ is the pro at concert photography, not me. Hopefully he will get some more chances down the road to work with better lighting.


We picked our contractor, and I will inform them today.
Things will get moving. We will leave the house for three days at some point, cats and all. We will retreat to the coast for a relaxing weekend with cats wondering where they are.

We also will get a break starting tomorrow on our jaunt down to LA. I am looking forward to the sunshine (once I get off the plane) and seeing friends. When I get back, my metalsmithing class starts. I won’t have to spend all this time hunting for contractors and estimates. Glass will go back to the forefront. A few web gigs might trickle in as I hunt for them.

The weather says rain all day and the rest of the week. The stolen moments of sun from earlier in the week were luxurious.

I need to connect with folks that think how I do, more. The few artists I have met lately, the friends trying to make changes, fight the tide of mass consumerism. I need to hang out with them more, so we can feed each other. I have been so busy with the house, not so social.

Today I am fetching us a treat. I ordered it before I stopped working. Months ago. Burrata. Burrata is to buffalo mozzerella what that stuff is to polly-o string cheese. It is the pinnacle of soft cheese. So soft that when you cut into it it leaks. There are three of them at Pastaworks on Hawthorne. One is reserved for me. It’s pricey, for the size, but I committed a long time ago and DLJ has never had burrata. You can’t go through life, if you are a cheese fan, without trying it at least once. I haven’t had it since my days as a restaurant slave.
It will be good eatin’ tonight.

Coldly Foggy

It’s foggy today, and DLJ says, very cold outside. I will have to bundle up a lot for my walk in a little while. The fog burned off yesterday so I hope it does again today. Sun! There was SUN yesterday! A totally blue sky! I was busy with a lot of cleaning and projects but I took a short break in the afternoon with a cup of white pear tea and just sat out in the sun, feeling the warmth on my skin as the cool air stirred my hair.

I’m reading “The Virgin Suicides” again while I get up the energy for a library trip…that book…something just captures growing up as a kid, a neighborhood, the summer. There’s just that special feeling of being that age, where connections are everything in a non-work sense. He writes with such familiarity…the words just slam it home and I want to live in those words for awhile. Not that life, not that story…but…

“The identical lawns down the block were empty. Someone was barbecuing somewhere. Behind Joe Larson’s house we could hear a birdie being batted back and forth, endlessly, by the two greatest badminton players in the world.

By this time it was nearly nine o’clock. From the roof of Chase Buell’s house where we congregated after getting out of our dress-up clothes to watch what would happen next,we could see, over the heaps of trees throwing themselves into the air, the abrupt demarcation where the trees ended and the city began.

Yum. It will be a good reread.

Since I have been at home, I have not changed the heating schedule, meaning I am home with the house still thinking no one is here during the day. With layers it’s fine…but I look forward to days I can open the windows and doors without fear of losing the heat left in the house.

Friday we fly to LA for the weekend to see Thomas perform at two of his three House of Blues shows. Everything seems set and organized, car, plane, photo release forms. I might meet with a podcaster on Sunday, need to set that up, to learn more about the technology. We are also going to a museum Saturday, which looks amazing.Ashes and Snow. And seeing good ol’ Amaebi, my old friend. We are crashing with him in Venice. I am looking forward to seeing Thomas play, after so many years, I’ve only caught one glimpse of that at a Robyn Hitchcock show. I hope we get some excellent shots for his website. DLJ is looking forward to giving the new camera a workout. It will be just like old times for him, from his days shooting concerts back in San Francisco.

Ok, fog, burn away.

$168 later…

Ankimo is sick. Infected eyes, infected throat, slightly rattly chest. Her ears are ok. They drew blood and we will get results tomorrow. She has to stay away from the other cats just in case.

We don’t land till past ten pm on Sunday. I wanted to take the train but I’m not sure we when we land now, I thought we had an earlier flight. But if we drive we get to pay for parking, whee more money.

I just want this whole thing to be over with. I’m exhausted, scared, and unhappy.

Wheels Do Turn

Time can’t go fast enough, and I wish it would slow down. I want to be past the holiday hump, the travel, the hurdles. I want to be past this job, yet I am terrified. I put on a good show about this change I am about to make…but that doesn’t mean it’s not scary.

Ten more working days now, not including today. It’s time to start gathering the spreadsheets and things to start keeping really good records.

I need to get the post office to stop putting the mail from previous owners of my post office box in there for me.

I got my first biz spam junk mail in there yesterday. It’s only been two weeks. Now that I have registered the biz name, I’m sure the onslaught is about to begin. I will take some steps to lessen it, if I can.

Tomorrow I will start cleaning out my cube, since I will be sharing it with my friend for the next two weeks while we transition. Should be nice and cozy. I tried to get him a different one, further away from the gossipy call center women, but oh well. I made my point and they might keep looking for him to be somewhere else anyway. It will be fun! Lots to do, but I get to work with a friend for two weeks. Neat.

I SO need to dip mandrels. It’s just too dark and cold at night but I gotta do it. This weekend we will polish off the light switch in the studio and then I can make my calls to the local fire marshall, etc., to get things signed off ok for my biz license. We also should get a tree if we are going to get one, heh. So busy.

So much to be done in the house. The front door sticks a little since we put the new kick plate on, needs to be sanded down, which means more hours with the front door wide open.So fun when it’s so cold! Really need to finish the shower, too. I miss taking a shower in the bedroom, instead of going downstairs. =)

I’ve been trading emails back and forth with a nice guy from SCORE, a volunteer effort that helps small biz folks with advice and resources. They set me up with this guy and we will start meeting in the New Year. He has experience with glass, jewelry and retail, which is perfect, of course. They really try to set you up with someone in your field of biz. I am looking forward to his crits and advice. There are some papers and things he wants from me before we meet, so I will work on polishing off more of my biz plan, as well as some other materials he requested.

I’ve been spending money stocking up on things for the biz while the cash is still coming in at the “usual” level. Glass. More glass. A few tools. The more I have now, the lower my costs as I start out. Ant vs. grasshopper mentality. The last really HUGE purchase will happen right after the new year, of the new kiln. Then that painful seperation of money will be over and it will all be smaller from then on in. Especially once the tax id gets here. =)

Last night we did a little holiday shopping. I’m a Jersey Girl, the mall is home turf but I was antsy after about 40 minutes of it. I did my shopping and got out of there. I’m done. It was easy this year. Now I just have to wrap. I wish I could wrap in newspaper…but I need to break my family and friends into the old “new” me gently. :p