I can’t believe its already the end of 2003. My wife just called “lets eat” so I gotta make this fast. I’m down here visiting family in MO and having a good time. First time out of the city in four months or so. Wee one wants to pound on the keyboard: ,kds lo kj dxcjmse xkl,as znhs ik,sazjm. There. Got it out of your system kid? No? k iik edrf oied perikr olr j. OK.
She’s so cute. Missevbg fgbfddf missed her nap today. Moody.
Watched “the ballad of Ramblin Jack” last night on the Sundance channel. Cool movie. Great footage of a lot of great folk artists, testimony, etc. But seeing it once is enough. What a mess his life was/is. Did it have to be that way for him to be loveable “ramblin jack”? I’m skeptical. Why should we be grateful that some guy wrecks his life just for fun and to be “an original”. Couldn’t we have loved him as a family man?