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growing + pains

Darwin in mirror

My music. I don’t know what to do. I’ve been working on new songs, and I’ve been working on them completely by myself. I haven’t made the final decision to do it 100% solo just yet, but it is surely the leading option at this point. I know that I don’t play as well as some people, and I sure as hell can’t sing as well as some people, but it feels like a necessary challenge for me at this point. For so long, I’ve been given most of the credit and most of the blame for everything DDC has ever done. For once, I want to feel like it really is all mine. The problem (aside from the fact that it’s really hard to make a record all alone) is Anthony. He’s the only other member of the band at this point, and I just don’t know what to do. I have absolutely no beef with him whatsoever. I don’t want to “fire” him, I don’t have any musical incompatibilities that keep us from working well together, nothing like that. The decision to make this music by myself (if I do choose that) has everything to do with me, and nothing to do with him. I’m sure he’ll understand that, especially since he has lots of other musical projects, but it still feels weird to me.

Bird. My dog is seriously hurting. I fucking HATE when something is wrong with my dog. He’s had a torn MCL and some minor issues in the past, but now he seems to have a serious problem. I think it could be his hip, maybe. Whatever it is, the poor dude can barely walk. When he does manage to get up and move, it’s very slow and obviously painful. Hopefully I can get him to a vet tonight. I really do not want to see him in this condition for very long. =(

Darwin. This kid gets cuter by the day. He’s pretty mobile now, despite the fact that his crawl is still a little unorthodox. I love watching him grow and change every day, but I know that I’ll miss this stage once it’s gone. We’ve been spending a lot more time just romping around on the floor playing together, and it really is just amazing. I could stare at his innocent little face forever. Or like, until he screams or poops or something. =)

damage done

I don’t even know where to start. Oh wait, yes I do. Bird is home. He made it all the way to Swarthmore, and eventually some folks grabbed him and got him back home. Very cool. Meanwhile, life sucks in nearly every way. A person can only listen to how horrible they are so muchContinue Reading

my son is gone, and my face is jacked

Bird ran away yesterday. He ran out on to the front porch, and through the slightly opened door. He then preceded to haul ass down the street and into the woods. No one was able to catch him, and we haven’t seen him since. Obviously, this is among the worst things that could ever happen.Continue Reading