deputy dawg

So, I'll be gone for the weekend as I am driving north to the Bay Area to officiate a wedding. Thassright. I'm getting people hitched! To do so, I'll be deputized today (though I heard it doesn't come with either a badge or a really big gun — drats.) Let me know if you have any parking tickets to fix or leg cuffs to remove.

Meanwhile, the wind came to town last night around 1:30. I know because it was slamming my blinds back and forth against my window whilst I was attempting to have technicolor, pastoral, richly inspired dreams. Stupid wind. And what's with coming three months early? It shouldn't be windy for another three months at least. Right?

Other news: I've been listening to Brett Dennen non-stop. You can, too, at CD Baby or iTunes. I'm telling you: he's the love child of Jamiroquai and Tommy Jordan of Geggy Tah. Love. Child. So go and listen and let your hips shake and get that smile spread right cross your face.