Listening for the secret...

OMG, tribe is actually UP???

misujerr — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 07:23:59 GMT

But how many of you are going to read this before it goes down again?

Two years gone

misujerr — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 07:08:51 GMT

Two years ago, our dear friend Marie was taken from us. She really was always so full of life! It sounds like a bad VH1 story. She had really turned her life around. Had stopped drinking, was going to school for a new career and was just about to move into a nice new place. Then tragedy struck... She collapsed outside of a Yonder show in Santa Cruz. With no help from the bungling Santa Cruz police, she never recovered. We miss you & love you! http://tribes.tribe.net/marie

Pix from "work"

misujerr — Wed, 16 Apr 2008 19:21:32 GMT

HI! Just as a follow up to my last entry, here are some pix from my day out in the field. Really a nice area, mostly grassland/farmland but developments encroaching from all sides... I don't have any pix from when we were in the creek because I didn't want yet another camera to meet with an accident... http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&Uc=brrkccl.61ltd18l&Uy=2gjbl2&Ux=0&UV=625632242554_430922283605

Not around Friday

misujerr — Fri, 11 Apr 2008 00:40:50 GMT

So get this - I got a j-o-b! Well, for Friday at least... The guy that I had worked for in the past called and asked if I wanted to work on Friday. Sure, why not... Except it way out the hell in Antioch (at least 1.5 hrs with NO traffic!) But it will be good to get out again. We will be surveying a 50 acre site to see what is there. Preliminary report looks like potential for three - five endangered/threatened species! Verrry interesting! Also, I may do a part time gig up in SF starting sometime soon and going till August! OK, but only if it doesn't cut into my festivalizing ;-p I've been thinking that I should go back to work, at least it will get me off the computer for a few hours a day... That's the latest update!

Off computer Tuesday

misujerr — Tue, 08 Jan 2008 04:13:57 GMT

OK, I'm not gonna turn on my computer Tuesday, just to see if I can do it. If you need me, get a hold of me the old fashioned way...

More tribe stuff

misujerr — Sat, 10 Nov 2007 01:41:18 GMT

Just saw this on Sam's blog. Got me thinking... Is all this downtime just to show us tribe addicts that we can't live without it and will gladly pay to keep it alive? 200k * $5 = $1MM a month! That should keep them going! But I doubt that everyone would pay up though... ~~~~~From Sam's blog~~~~~~ SO Im spamming this blog because I personally agree with what is said here, and would be willing to pay $5 a year no problem. Thats how much myspace irks me. Its just not the same, we all know that. Hey, I pay an extgra couple cents for my organic broccoli, I'd gladly pay for tribe use at such a cheap cost. "I was asked to re-post this by some wonderful friends of mine, and it definitely raises some concern with me, as I would be very sad to see tribe go: " The word in some of the admin tribes is that Tribe.net is in serious financial peril. Peril that may make this site go away. Most of us belong to MySpace and/or Bebo and/or Facebook, yet we return to Tribe because it is what serves us best. There are even rumors that Tribe is down to less than five employees. Given the above, would you be willing to pay a $5/mo subscription fee to tribe as a Premium Member? Premium Members might receive benefits such as ad-free usage, more customizable skins, or other such bells and whistles. Please, if you support tribe and are willing to pay HALF THE COST OF A MOVIE TICKET for one month of Premium Usage, respond to this blog post. Repost this in YOUR BLOG. Collect the yays and nays and forward them to Pi. (people.tribe.net/pi) After ten days he will summarize the results and forward them to the Admins. Please Support Tribe

Montreal update

misujerr — Wed, 02 May 2007 00:45:04 GMT

Wow, thank you all so much for your thoughts and well wishes!! It makes me feel truly loved to come back to 18 comments! And I guess I wasn't clear in my original post. He had 94 good years AND 4 not so great ones. As far as we can tell, he was 98! The service was nice. 80+ people came. My two cousins that lived there both spoke, giving their remembrances, really sweet. They saw him almost every day when they were young. It was nice to see my "back east" relatives, hadn't seen them for a long time. Since I didn't leave till the afternoon, my uncle showed me around town, we ate at Schwartzes - (any relation Jen? :) world famous (?) for their smoked meat sandwiches and also stopped and got a few dozen bagels for the trip home :) Montreal bagels are the best! Thanks again, time to start gearing up for New Monsoon Houston this weekend... OY!

Fare thee well, Grandpa Moe

misujerr — Sat, 28 Apr 2007 07:26:20 GMT

I haven't been around much the last couple days. I found out Thursday that my grandfather passed away Wednesday night. Just got done packing, flying out to Montreal in the morning. Exhausted so this will be short although his story could fill volumes. He had 94 good years! but the last four weren't so good... At 94 he was still walking two miles a day. But he had cataracts too, so didn't see so well anymore. One day he tripped and fell and smacked his head, was never the same and kind of went down hill after that. Born & raised on a farm, he always took those values with him wherever he went. During the depression, he had a chain of restaurants that he lost because he would not buy supplies on the black market. He would ride around town on his motorcycle with his three young daughters strapped to him because one tended to fall asleep, even on the motorcycle. Don't get him started talking about vitamins. About ten years ago, we drove from Vancouver to Seattle and he talked about vitamins the whole way! Here come the cliches - Really the end of an era, they really don't make 'em like him anymore. Bon Voyage grandpa, make the four winds blow you safely home. I'll be back late Monday night.

More on Kristin Andreassen/Aoife O'Donovan

misujerr — Mon, 16 Apr 2007 05:53:42 GMT

Another adorable vid from Kristin Andreassen (move over Sharon :) Like the other one (2 posts back), this was from the Sunspot Concert Series at the Lyceum in Alexandria, VA, 06Jan07 Hello Where Are You? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QC1-mP3LjZc or http://tinyurl.com/2y7tdx Oh yes, she DID win in her category in the John Lennon songwriter contest! These also have Aoife O'Donovan (first name pronounced "EEF-uh") on harmony vocals. Didn't notice her at first, but looked her up and she is in a band called Crooked Still http://www.crookedstill.com http://myspace.com/crookedstill Great voice, check it out!

Kurt Vonnegut is gone

misujerr — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 06:28:13 GMT

I got this from the Norcal e-group, thanks Bo. April 11, 2007 Kurt Vonnegut, Writer of Classics of the American Counterculture, Dies at 84 By DINITIA SMITH Kurt Vonnegut, whose dark comic talent and urgent moral vision in novels like �Slaughterhouse-Five,� �Cat�s Cradle� and �God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater� caught the temper of his times and the imagination of a generation, died Wednesday night in Manhattan. He was 84 and had homes in Manhattan and in Sagaponack on Long Island. His death was reported by Morgan Entrekin, a longtime family friend, who said Mr. Vonnegut suffered brain injuries as a result of a fall several weeks ago. Mr. Vonnegut wrote plays, essays and short fiction. But it was his novels that became classics of the American counterculture, making him a literary idol, particularly to students in the 1960s and �70s. Dog-eared paperback copies of his books could be found in the back pockets of blue jeans and in dorm rooms on campuses throughout the United States. Like Mark Twain, Mr. Vonnegut used humor to tackle the basic questions of human existence: Why are we in this world? Is there a presiding figure to make sense of all this, a god who in the end, despite making people suffer, wishes them well? He also shared with Twain a profound pessimism. �Mark Twain,� Mr. Vonnegut wrote in his 1991 book, �Fates Worse Than Death: An Autobiographical Collage,� �finally stopped laughing at his own agony and that of those around him. He denounced life on this planet as a crock. He died.� Not all Mr. Vonnegut�s themes were metaphysical. With a blend of vernacular writing, science fiction, jokes and philosophy, he also wrote about the banalities of consumer culture, for example, or the destruction of the environment. His novels � 14 in all � were alternate universes, filled with topsy- turvy images and populated by races of his own creation, like the Tralfamadorians and the Mercurian Harmoniums. He invented phenomena like chrono-synclastic infundibula (places in the universe where all truths fit neatly together) as well as religions, like the Church of God the Utterly Indifferent and Bokononism (based on the books of a black British Episcopalian from Tobago �filled with bittersweet lies,� a narrator says). The defining moment of Mr. Vonnegut�s life was the firebombing of Dresden, Germany, by Allied forces in 1945, an event he witnessed firsthand as a young prisoner of war. Thousands of civilians were killed in the raids, many of them burned to death or asphyxiated. �The firebombing of Dresden,� Mr. Vonnegut wrote, �was a work of art.� It was, he added, �a tower of smoke and flame to commemorate the rage and heartbreak of so many who had had their lives warped or ruined by the indescribable greed and vanity and cruelty of Germany.� His experience in Dresden was the basis of �Slaughterhouse-Five,� which was published in 1969 against the backdrop of war in Vietnam, racial unrest and cultural and social upheaval. The novel, wrote the critic Jerome Klinkowitz, �so perfectly caught America�s transformative mood that its story and structure became best-selling metaphors for the new age.� To Mr. Vonnegut, the only possible redemption for the madness and apparent meaninglessness of existence was human kindness. The title character in his 1965 novel, �God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater,� summed up his philosophy: �Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It�s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It�s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you�ve got about a hundred years here. There�s only one rule that I know of, babies � �God damn it, you�ve got to be kind.� � Mr. Vonnegut eschewed traditional structure and punctuation. His books were a mixture of fiction and autobiography, prone to one- sentence paragraphs, exclamation points and italics. Graham Greene called him �one of the most able of living American writers.� Some critics said he had invented a new literary type, infusing the science-fiction form with humor and moral relevance and elevating it to serious literature. He was also accused of repeating himself, of recycling themes and characters. Some readers found his work incoherent. His harshest critics called him no more than a comic book philosopher, a purveyor of empty aphorisms. With his curly hair askew, deep pouches under his eyes and rumpled clothes, he often looked like an out-of-work philosophy professor, typically chain smoking, his conversation punctuated with coughs and wheezes. But he also maintained a certain celebrity, as a regular on panels and at literary parties in Manhattan and on the East End of Long Island, where he lived near his friend and fellow war veteran Joseph Heller, another darkly comic literary hero of the age. Mr. Vonnegut was born in Indianapolis in 1922, a fourth-generation German-American and the youngest of three children. His father, Kurt Sr., was an architect. His mother, Edith, came from a wealthy brewery family. Mr. Vonnegut�s brother, Bernard, who died in 1997, was a physicist and an expert on thunderstorms. During the Depression, the elder Vonnegut went for long stretches without work, and Mrs. Vonnegut suffered from episodes of mental illness. �When my mother went off her rocker late at night, the hatred and contempt she sprayed on my father, as gentle and innocent a man as ever lived, was without limit and pure, untainted by ideas or information,� Mr. Vonnegut wrote. She committed suicide, an act that haunted her son for the rest of his life. He had, he said, a lifelong difficulty with women. He remembered an aunt once telling him, � �All Vonnegut men are scared to death of women.� � �My theory is that all women have hydrofluoric acid bottled up inside,� he wrote. Mr. Vonnegut went east to attend Cornell University, but he enlisted in the Army before he could get a degree. The Army initially sent him to the Carnegie Institute of Technology (now Carnegie-Mellon) in Pittsburgh and the University of Tennessee to study mechanical engineering. In 1944 he was shipped to Europe with the 106th Infantry Division and shortly saw combat in the Battle of the Bulge. With his unit nearly destroyed, he wandered behind enemy lines for several days until he was captured and sent to a prisoner of war camp near Dresden, the architectural jewel of Germany. Assigned by his captors to make vitamin supplements, he was working with other prisoners in an underground meat locker when British and American war planes started carpet bombing the city, creating a firestorm above him. The work detail saved his life. Afterward, he and his fellow prisoners were assigned to remove the dead. �The corpses, most of them in ordinary cellars, were so numerous and represented such a health hazard that they were cremated on huge funeral pyres, or by flamethrowers whose nozzles were thrust into the cellars, without being counted or identified,� he wrote in �Fates Worse Than Death.� When the war ended, Mr. Vonnegut returned to the United States and married his high school sweetheart, Jane Marie Cox. They settled in Chicago in 1945. The couple had three children: Mark, Edith and Nanette. In 1958, Mr. Vonnegut�s sister, Alice, and her husband died within a day of each other, she of cancer and he in a train crash. The Vonneguts adopted their children, Tiger, Jim and Steven. In Chicago, Mr. Vonnegut worked as a police reporter for the Chicago City News Bureau. He also studied for a master�s degree in anthropology at the University of Chicago, writing a thesis on �The Fluctuations Between Good and Evil in Simple Tales.� It was rejected unanimously by the faculty. (The university finally awarded him a degree almost a quarter of a century later, allowing him to use his novel �Cat�s Cradle� as his thesis.) In 1947, he moved to Schenectady, N.Y., and took a job in public relations for the General Electric Company. Three years later he sold his first short story, �Report on the Barnhouse Effect,� to Collier�s magazine and decided to move his family to Cape Cod, Mass., where he wrote fiction for magazines like Argosy and The Saturday Evening Post. To bolster his income, he taught emotionally disturbed children, worked at an advertising agency and at one point started an auto dealership. His first novel was �Player Piano,� published in 1952. A satire on corporate life � the meetings, the pep talks, the cultivation of bosses � it also carries echoes of Aldous Huxley�s �Brave New World.� It concerns an engineer, Paul Proteus, who is employed by the Ilium Works, a company similar to General Electric. Proteus becomes the leader of a band of revolutionaries who destroy machines that they think are taking over the world. �Player Piano� was followed in 1959 by �The Sirens of Titan,� a science fiction novel featuring the Church of God of the Utterly Indifferent. In 1961 he published �Mother Night,� involving an American writer awaiting trial in Israel on charges of war crimes in Nazi Germany. Like Mr. Vonnegut�s other early novels, they were published as paperback originals. And like �Slaughterhouse-Five,� in 1972, and a number of other Vonnegut novels, �Mother Night� was adapted for film, in 1996, starring Nick Nolte. In 1963, Mr. Vonnegut published �Cat�s Cradle.� Though it initially sold only about 500 copies, it is widely read today in high school English classes. The novel, which takes its title from an Eskimo game in which children try to snare the sun with string, is an autobiographical work about a family named Hoenikker. The narrator, an adherent of the religion Bokononism, is writing a book about the bombing of Hiroshima and comes to witness the destruction of the world by something called Ice-Nine, which, on contact, causes all water to freeze at room temperature. Mr. Vonnegut shed the label of science fiction writer with �Slaughterhouse-Five.� It tells the story of Billy Pilgrim, an infantry scout (as Mr. Vonnegut was), who discovers the horror of war. �You know � we�ve had to imagine the war here, and we have imagined that it was being fought by aging men like ourselves,� an English colonel says in the book. �We had forgotten that wars were fought by babies. When I saw those freshly shaved faces, it was a shock. My God, my God � I said to myself, �It�s the Children�s Crusade.� � As Mr. Vonnegut was, Billy is captured and assigned to manufacture vitamin supplements in an underground meat locker, where the prisoners take refuge from Allied bombing. In �Slaughterhouse-Five,� Mr. Vonnegut introduced the recurring character of Kilgore Trout, his fictional alter ego. The novel also featured a signature Vonnegut phrase. �Robert Kennedy, whose summer home is eight miles from the home I live in all year round,� Mr. Vonnegut wrote at the end of the book, �was shot two nights ago. He died last night. So it goes. �Martin Luther King was shot a month ago. He died, too. So it goes. And every day my Government gives me a count of corpses created by military science in Vietnam. So it goes.� One of many Zen-like words and phrases that run through Mr. Vonnegut�s books, �so it goes� became a catchphrase for opponents of the Vietnam war. �Slaughterhouse-Five� reached No.1 on best-seller lists, making Mr. Vonnegut a cult hero. Some schools and libraries have banned it because of its sexual content, rough language and scenes of violence. After the book was published, Mr. Vonnegut went into severe depression and vowed never to write another novel. Suicide was always a temptation, he wrote. In 1984, he tried to take his life with sleeping pills and alcohol. �The child of a suicide will naturally think of death, the big one, as a logical solution to any problem,� he wrote. His son Mark also suffered a breakdown, in the 1970s, from which he recovered, writing about it in a book, �Eden Express: A Memoir of Insanity.� Forsaking novels, Mr. Vonnegut decided to become a playwright. His first effort, �Happy Birthday, Wanda June,� opened Off Broadway in 1970 to mixed reviews. Around this time he separated from his wife, Jane, and moved to New York. (She remarried and died in 1986.) In 1979 Mr. Vonnegut married the photographer Jill Krementz. They have a daughter, Lily. They survive him, as do all his other children. Mr. Vonnegut returned to novels with �Breakfast of Champions, or Goodbye Blue Monday� (1973), calling it a �tale of a meeting of two lonesome, skinny, fairly old white men on a planet which was dying fast.� This time his alter ego is Philboyd Sludge, who is writing a book about Dwayne Hoover, a wealthy auto dealer. Hoover has a breakdown after reading a novel written by Kilgore Trout, who reappears in this book, and begins to believe that everyone around him is a robot. In 1997, Mr. Vonnegut published �Timequake,� a tale of the millennium in which a wrinkle in space-time compels the world to relive the 1990s. The book, based on an earlier failed novel of his, was, in his own words, �a stew� of plot summaries and autobiographical writings. Once again, Kilgore Trout is a character. �If I�d wasted my time creating characters,� Mr. Vonnegut said in defense of his �recycling,� �I would never have gotten around to calling attention to things that really matter.� Though it was a bestseller, it also met with mixed reviews. �Having a novelist�s free hand to write what you will does not mean you are entitled to a free ride,� R. Z. Sheppard wrote in Time. But the novelist Valerie Sayers, in The New York Times Book Review, wrote: �The real pleasure lies in Vonnegut�s transforming his continuing interest in the highly suspicious relationship between fact and fiction into the neatest trick yet played on a publishing world consumed with the furor over novel versus memoir.� Mr. Vonnegut said in the prologue to �Timequake� that it would be his last novel. And so it was. His last book, in 2005, was a collection of biographical essays, �A Man Without a Country.� It, too, was a best seller. In concludes with a poem written by Mr. Vonnegut called �Requiem,� which has these closing lines: When the last living thing has died on account of us, how poetical it would be if Earth could say, in a voice floating up perhaps from the floor of the Grand Canyon, �It is done.� People did not like it here.

Adorable Vid!

misujerr — Wed, 21 Mar 2007 01:34:36 GMT

Kristin Andreassen, Crayola. Old-timey, hand slapping, patty-caking acapella (sorta) song. She plays in Uncle Earl and Sometymes Why http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Exw7QAqP9Q&eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fprofile%2Emyspace%2Ecom%2Findex%2Ecfm%3Ffuseaction%3Duser%2Eviewprofile%26friendid%3D46370659%26MyToken%3D2c7a722e%2Df5fd%2D4318%2D860a or http://tinyurl.com/yr3sre her myspace page is: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=46370659 That is where I got the vid. You can vote for her in the John Lennon songwriting contest, children's category (deets on her page) Thanks to Old Timey Grrrl for turning me on to this... Thanks, Greg.

One year since Missy left us

misujerr — Thu, 11 Jan 2007 23:58:15 GMT

What can I say that hasn't already been said with more eloquence? I just felt I had to say something though. Missy and I weren't even all that close, certainly not within the upper echelons of her inner circle. But that was the power of Missy. You didn't need to know her all that well to know that she was a special person. To feel the warmth and love radiating from her. It is a testament to her that even in passing, she was able to bring people together. I have met so many wonderful people because of it. Today we reflect, hopefully with not too much sadness, how she taught us to love, be happy, live for today and tell the people that you care about that you love them. I love you all.

New Years weekend pix

misujerr — Wed, 03 Jan 2007 06:24:32 GMT

Here are some pix from the String Cheese New Years weekend. Very few pix of the bands (maybe 3 or 4) mostly just pix of freeeks and friends. Not really sure what to make of the whole weekend, I think that I am still trying to digest it all. It seems like they are moving on and so am I. For the 2nd year in a row, I wished that I was at Butter... http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=brrkccl.53f59ltx&x=1&y=7lwwcx

Folk songs of the far Right - Hilarious!

misujerr — Wed, 18 Oct 2006 18:01:02 GMT

http://folksongsofthefarrightwing.cf.huffingtonpost.com/

Houston cop gone wild

misujerr — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 07:24:11 GMT

Wow, this really makes me sad that something like this can happen. I also feel sad for my Houston friends that have to deal with these kind of things. I don't know anything about the Two Gallants, but I am guessing that they did not deserve this kind of retribution. This is really fucked up... TWO GALLANTS ATTACKED BY HOUSTON POLICE http://www.jambase.com/headsup.asp?storyID=9314

"Greg looks like"

misujerr — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 19:27:17 GMT

Google the phrase "(Your name) looks like" and find the best one from the first page of results. Don't forget to put it in quotes, otherwise it won't work. Add yours to the bottom of the list and repost this. Some highlights from people who did it before me: 1. "Jason looks like total crap." -- thanks google, thanks. 2. "PJ looks like he'd be down to whoop some ass anytime"-- i think that google is scared of me. 3. "Katie looks like recycled cat food" Ouch 4. "Michael looks like he's playing naked" (OMG do they like have a camera inside the screen or what!!!!!! Who knew??) 5. "Harley looks like a hot bitch" - yeay for me!! :D 6. "Dana looks like a travelling Dutch hippie" Thank goodness! 7. "Leslie looks like, oh forget it, let's just go back to Arizona." 8. "Zak looks like a migrant worker picking grapes" HA! 9. "Aaron looks like he's about eleven and there is nothing cute or sexy about the prepubescent chest of a young boy" 10. "Judd looks like he's really mean to dogs." 11. "Jen looks like she's gonna stab you with that fondue stick." 12. "Reed looks like the face of EVIL" 13. "Marcy looks like a Japanese Translator" 14. "Tim looks like any old white kid who can't jump." 15. "Erin looks like she just escaped from the mental hospital, for god's sake." 16. "Evan looks like Wankus on steroids." 17. "Elise looks like the kind of toy no one wants to share." (yay for the lotus "Elise") 18. "Sue looks like one of those McDonalds Happy Meal toys they promote whenever a movie comes out." 19. Jen looks like she’s in a psych ward. 20. Greg looks like the perfect Grandma Bush-approved date for a Bush twin. I glad that I re-read the instructions that say "find the best one from the first page" because the very 1st hit was: "Greg looks like" Dragon US Army Special Forces Sniper Greg, Scud Hunter Oh yeah... that is so me... uh-huh... Another notable one was: Greg looks like he stepped out of GQ, with cropped hair, trimmed mustache and muscular build - LOL - yeah, that one is equally me... Interesting to ponder the the different paths that one might have taken...

My HSMF pix - finally!

misujerr — Wed, 09 Aug 2006 16:40:42 GMT

Okee-doke, here they are. I split them into 3 groups for ease of viewing. Use the bottom link to view all 3 at once. Enjoy! Events: http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=brrkccl.3ilyy1k9&Uy=-ovrd7w&Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&Ux=1 or http://tinyurl.com/q6mta Music: http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=brrkccl.581svtm1&Uy=425nll&Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&Ux=1 or http://tinyurl.com/roouk People: http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&Uc=brrkccl.2aqmhwrt&Uy=-amme69&Ux=1 or http://tinyurl.com/lv9xw All 3: http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&Uc=brrkccl.2niehtnt&Uy=yljg78&Ux=1 or http://tinyurl.com/lkavb Take care, Greg.

Yeah, I've been tagged.

misujerr — Tue, 13 Jun 2006 02:57:13 GMT

I was tagged by BOTH Andrea & Groover (how special am I ;) RULES - Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 8 facts/things/habits about yourself, saying who tagged you. In the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs. I saw 200+ Grateful Dead shows. The first show that I was old enough to drive to was a Day on the Green with Peter Frampton headlining during his “Frampton Comes Alive” tour. (Do you feeeel…) I took 7 years to get my first degree and 7 years to get my second degree. Boy is I edumacated… I took “a year off” from work in 1995 and didn’t go back to work until last year (sorta). I also have a hole in my heart, but unlike Parisa, it is not big enough to do anything about. Inexplicably, I have my own team :) I went to South America for a month on 4 days notice after I graduated the first time. I can’t eat raw tomatoes, but tomato sauce is fine. Thanks to Mulehead Dave, I am now certified in CPR. Elise, Lindsey, Kim Cloud, Papa Phil, Taro, Unipenguin Yer it! I noticed that Dabin hasn't been tagged yet, I bet he has some interesting things to say, so say Dabin, yer it (too!)

1st 4 days of my new camera.

misujerr — Fri, 02 Jun 2006 02:50:59 GMT

- NOTE - Correct links below (D'oh!) Well, I finally joined the 21st century and got a digital camera. A Canon PowerShot SD700 IS http://reviews.cnet.com/Canon_PowerShot_SD700_IS/4505-6501_7-31740585.html http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/specs/Canon/canon_sd700is.asp?dontcount=1 So, to test it out, here are the 1st 4 days of my new camera. - Thursday - beach bonfire w/fire dancing, then to Moe's to see Ten Mile Tide play. But I got there too late and missed them! So I got the "lot scene" afterwards... (Picture 1-14) - Friday - Albino & Moonshine Still at Rassela's in SF (15-18) - Saturday - BBQ in Santa Cruz - (19-30) - Sunday - hiking in Los Altos Hills - (31-43) - Sun. night - mAyfLOwers 2 This was a spectacular show at the lovely (LOL) Los Robles Lodge in Santa Rosa featuring Moonshine Still opening for ALO. None of my band pix came out so it is pure freeeks. (44-90) (OK, I hope that these are the ~correct~ links now) http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&Uc=brrkccl.5h978uu9&Uy=-o30qyp&Ux=1 or http://tinyurl.com/rm22p Enjoy! Greg.

Update on Marie.

misujerr — Sun, 23 Apr 2006 17:01:25 GMT

I spoke with Parisa this morning, she said the Marie's mom has OK'd people to come visit, so come on down if you want. Marie's temperature and heart rate are down, so that is good, but she is still totally unresponsive. Take care, Greg. Dominican Hospital 1555 Soquel Dr Santa Cruz, CA 95065 (831) 462-7700

Healing vibes to Marie

misujerr — Sun, 23 Apr 2006 06:34:27 GMT

Our dear friend Marie is really not doing so well right now. She collapsed and was found unconscious outside the Catalyst last night and was taken to the hospital. (I would like to say "rushed to the hospital" but I heard that it took the paramedics 30-45 min to get there...) Things really don't look good for her, but there is always hope. Any thoughts, prayers, energy directed towards her... whatever you do, certainly would be appreciated. Thanks.

Tons of new stuff up on the Missy auction!

misujerr — Wed, 22 Feb 2006 06:28:16 GMT

A bunch of new stuff has been posted as we pull into the final week of the Missy Baron Memorial auction. I am just amazed and overwhelmed at the outpouring of support, (I think that Erin at Happy Brigade is too, poor thing, they are administrating the website) but knowing Missy I guess I shouldn't be... Auction is at www.happybrigade.com Thanks :)

Missy Baron Memorial Auction is up and running!

misujerr — Tue, 07 Feb 2006 19:35:25 GMT

As some of you know, our dear friend Missy Baron was killed in a car crash while she was moving to be closer to her godchildren. It is a double tragedy as she had just spent months taking care of her friend, the mother, who recently died from cancer. She was moving to be closer to the kids and the father when the accident happened. She was such a positive light, a great spirit, music fanatic and great hugger. The friends of Missy Baron have put together an online auction to sponsor a scholarship fund for Missy's godchildren. Here is the auction site for some fantabulous item up for bid: Go to http://happybrigade.com/ and click on " CLICK HERE TO VISIT THE AUCTION! " If you would like to know more about Missy and the impact that she had on people throughout the country, go here: http://tribes.tribe.net/welovemissybaron Thanks. "Missy lives inside of all of us, all we have to do is set her free" "Do not mourn that it's over. Rejoice that it happened."

Choo-choo-sha-boogie

misujerr — Thu, 19 Jan 2006 08:13:44 GMT

Railroad Earth with be pulling into the Fillmore on Sat, Jan 21. Should be a rip-roaring time at the record release party for their new double live album "Elko". People are coming in from all over the country for this one. Find out more here: http://www.railroadearth.com http://railroadearth.tribe.net/ and http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/earthboard/messages Look forward to rockin' out with some of you hobos!!

My 1st blaaaaahgg ever

misujerr — Sat, 07 Jan 2006 23:42:56 GMT

Not much to say, really. Just wanted to say that I posted my New Years run pix here: http://www.molecularmusic.org/gallery2/GregsNewYearPix/