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October 29, 2004

Blue and White

You think the album version of Freebird is endless? Try the concert version. Some things you put up with when you're at a concert, because you're at a concert. Like having the audience sing a chorus, or making the hyperactive ending score of your "classic hit" last 20 minutes because it's a "classic hit" and it's a concert, and everybody in the floor seats is wigging out. It does NOT translate to radio. Makes me want to rip my arm hairs out, throw them in the air and start monkey-screeching.

We ended up getting 10 inches of snow yesterday. It melted down pretty fast, but it looked great this morning. The sky was clear, and everything was warming up fast. As you can see, our front yard is a thoroughfare.

When the snow gets up on Mt. Elden and the San Francisco Peaks like this, it just pops out every crevice, rock, and tree. It was hard to stop looking at them while driving to work. So I broke out the paparazzi tools.

Lastly, there was some weird stuff going on with the kids last night. They were playing some sort of superhero vs. supervillain game. I walked out of the bathroom and noticed Giselle acting like she was tied to a chair, and Harrison points his Maraca at me and says, "Move, and the girl gets it!" while Giselle giggled out the side of her mouth. They posed for some publicity shots.

Posted by Jeremy at October 29, 2004 4:22 PM