Monday, October 30, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Shot through my passenger side window at a red light.
I take my own dog for a 1.5 mile walk every morning. We walk past many commuters sitting in cars at the traffic light near our house. Over the years I've had clients, friends and even my own husband tell me that they spotted us and beeped and waved...even called my name. Without fail, I NEVER notice but folks say my dog Bonita always makes eye contact and acknowledges them!
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
This is "Washtub" Robbie Phillips playing his homemade "Wombat" bass. Robbie is a fixture in the Boston roots music scene. We are lucky to have him here. He's toured with the likes of Spider John Koerner and G. Love and Special Sauce.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Bill McQuaid at Johnny Ds in Somerville, Massachusetts
Monday, October 16, 2006
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Institute of American Indian Arts
Museum Art Park- Santa Fe, New Mexico
Thursday, October 05, 2006
I promise never, ever again to make eye contact and nod thoughtfully while secretly compiling our dinner menu and grocery list in my head as you are waxing eloquently in regard to the how superior Unix is compared to Microsoft (again). ...Or when you explain in great detail the pros and cons (along with the country of origin) of the dozens of (free!) operating systems available on Unix…or something. How does that all work again? I WILL pay attention this time.
I promise never, ever again complain that the grass is taller than the dog in the back yard as you spend an entire weekend trying to tweak the above mentioned operating system into do something that any other “normal” computer does right out of the box.
Because, techno-man of my dreams, you performed CPR on my laptop and breathed just enough life back into it to be able to retrieve my Santa Fe photos. You worked your IT magic and plucked the photos from my computer’s scrambled mind right before the brain transplant- even though others said it couldn't be done.
ExtraSpecialBitter you totally rock!