Life without the internet at home - kind of challenging, to be honest. I'm gonna try to make it until Christmas and if I can then maybe I will have kicked the addiction enough to make it all year. I might break down in winter, though. Let's see how cold it gets, eh?

I don't have an office yet. I'm working from coffeeshops. This is not at fun as it sounds. Do you like carrying heavy binders around? I don't. Working from home is pretty mediocre too. Turns out I like office space.

Tonight: THE WEAKERTHANS! Dinner & drinks with my friend Erika in Portland, then the show. Y'all, I've wanted to see them live since high school. Since Bea (then Ben) played them for me in a hodgepodge mix of radical anarcho-indie sounds during a week of bicycling and berry-eating and boating and wild limb-swinging dives off the dam - Propagandhi, Saul Williams, Greg MacPherson, Dead Kennedys, David Bowie. Not that The Weakerthans are so radical anymore. But I still love 'em.

To be honest, most of this month is a countdown to November.
November means J.
J means the wedding in Portland and camping and hiking and The Swell Season live at Crystal Ballroom and maybe getting a little closer to sorting things out. Or maybe just making things more complicated. It's hard to say.