now i hear her whisper soft and low through every mile i run as i travel through this world of woe with a Bible and a gun

i survived aea conferences. barely. friday morning i listend to a man who had perfected the art of speaking entirely in cliches. "aim for the moon and even if you miss you'll land among the stars. acheivement equals dreaming plus iniative. no two snowflakes are alike." at the 2 hour mark i had moved beyond questioning my career choice & and had begun to list marketable skills and interests.

this weekend i decided to take a break from life altering pondering & potential decision making. memoirs of a geisha came in the mail & i finally picked up the grass is always bluer from b&n. this weekend was filled with steve earle, the be good tanyas & images of white faced women. it was a good weekend.
saturday night i went to hear zach-my younger brother- & his band paper locust play at blank generation. they played a couple of their original songs plus some covers- nirvana, ramones, etc. they closed with "blister in the sun" from the violent femmes. zach told me later that the first time he ever heard that song was in the volvo while i was driving him to school circa 6th grade. i love that kid. saturday night was the best ive heard from them. zach is lookig at music production programs. he should definitely do something with his music. all they need now is a record deal and a pr person. and maybe an emt. zach managed to bleed all over his guitar...