Racing and such.

3:40 am.

Woke up thinking. Lots of thinking. Too much thinking! I should be sleeping! But of course, that didn't happen, so I started with coffee at 4.

The homecoming yielded some scorpions, a car that wouldn't start, a trash can full of maggots, and no swamp cooler on a slightly muggy but not oppressive AZ day. Rough. Saying goodbye to Andy and Sam, Nick, Jim and Larry as I walked into my tiny house with The Funderbus parked right out front was both sweet and sad. This was a good run for those guys. And they are just now starting to get some traction on the charts with their new single "Living It Down" on the Living Blues Charts and Alternative Roots Charts. In the top 10 on each!


Here is Nick doing his "I cry" face. It's totally staged. And yet, when he said that he was gonna cry, (and I responded with "You don't cry!") and he said, "I cry inside..."  I thought is was a special moment. 

And it took me 2 loads of laundry and a lunch out with Gretchen to stop spinning. New place in Bisbee called The Quarry. Food was good, the company was even better. Gretchen had me laughing as she filled me in on her latest endeavors.  She has some really great things she is setting out to accomplish!

And me, with my "I don't know what I don't know.." it's become very apparent that I am getting info overload and my job is to organize it (yikes!) and get it tuned into things like clear thoughts and communication and a little thing called the tour book. I worked till about 11pm on it.  All the holes became very obvious. Emails started leaving my computer at 4:20 am. On the one day I had off with nobody to tend to but myself, things became clearer. And the car did get started with the help of my friend Ray a local mechanic.

I gotta finish packing, grind some coffee, and so much more before I head up to The Baked Pueblo and The Mother Unit. My time with her will be a precious thing. Gretchen has given me a good swift kick in the ass, as has Janiva Magness who I officially work for as of today for the next 2.5 months.

With hard work and willingness, I hope to come back from this with some mad skills. And I also hope to have gratitude in my heart every day for this opportunity to step up.
No growth spurt ever came without some pain..