I have decided on a goal: I want a musical contact in every state and Canadian province, in every major (and not so major) city (or town). That way, if we ever go on tour, we'll have someone's floor to crash on. Eventually, we'll figure out Europe (I've already got Sweden and France figured out).

We may have decided on a band name. Can't tell you yet.

Did you know that choosing album art is very difficult? The above photograph is one of the contenders, I took it in Nice when we were driving to the train station in our scary tourist bus. I didn't like the scary tourist bus at all. I feel that this photograph reflects how I was feeling at the time. I'd just met Benjamin, who I would love across the thousands of miles for months and months, and things were so surreal and crazy and joyous and yet I was melancholy as well. I remember listening to a lot of Iron and Wine. I wish I had had the song "Blue Bird" by The Rosebuds. I cried my eyes out when I left France. Here I am, almost a year later. It is strange how life works.