I’ve moved in. I’m absolutely exhausted, and absolutely thrilled to be here. I can’t believe I ever lived at that other place. Ugh.
Across the street
I’ve found a new place to live! The strange thing about the new location is that it’s literally across the street from Cornish, the school I dropped out of in order to finish up at New College.
Black Betty
I’m at the microphone tonight at Molly Maguire’s (which I still call the Barge Inn since I started going there when it was under different ownership). It’s good to be back. I get five songs in, including two Neil Diamond, one David Allen Coe, and Ramjam’s “Black Betty”.
875 miles
I decide that a non-half-assed drive is in my best interest, and leave SF about noon. I drive 875 miles, with short breaks for gas and restroom. I leave SF at noon, and am in Seattle about 1am. Not bad.
Moving from Seattle to SF bash at Pink Door
Photos from the Pink Door, on the occasion of my moving from Seattle to San Francisco.
