IanJ, E, D, I.This is not a joke, nor, i believe a coincidence. My parents are sleeper Jedi...from Sith ancestry? Much to think about I have. Thank you master, Ian.
In the meantime, I've got this Songwriters-in-the-round show coming up on Thursday in Denver. Two brothers, Daniel and Ian, will be in town for it, so "that's neat," as Jaime says. We're descending from the mountains just for this show, then heading back up again the next day.
On a tangential note, I'm really, really excited about my "vacation" next week with Daniel and Ian. I make an effort to not blog negatively about my particular species of "day" job and the way it can sometimes wear on me, but it suffices to say next week is well deserved and couldn't come sooner. That's all. We've been planning this since my dad passed away in November.
This image i snapped with my phone last week got a good reaction on facebook, so i thought i'd post it here.
Now, The Triceratops isn't even a real dinosaur.I don't know how I'm going to break this to Jaime. It's going to be like telling Les Paul that it's been decided that the guitar isn't really a musical instrument.
Add to that, that we haven't started the prep work for colonizing Mars and it pretty much makes me question everything I was taught as a kid.
Sigh...And the Triceratops was my FAVORITE dinosaur. It still is. You can't stop me and my own personal reality.