So This Happened...



I'm on a bus!

 There is still a magic to living in New Orleans.  Just when I felt all used up.  Just when I started to feel the persistent battering ram of doubt, pity and self hate.  Then something wonderful happens.  Some boys came into town.  But not just any boys.  Lovely sweet boys with massive talent.  Genius talent some say...Boys that dedicated a song to ME in a crowded room filled with fans.

I am RyeGirl, after all.  Rye Whiskey is my jam.  LeSigh.  Thank you, oh goddess of Nola.

Blues and Bluegrass

Still in the midst of my work-a-thon. I don't do drugs, rarely drink coffee (unless its the good stuff at The Fort), have no social life, and hardly drink anymore unless its tasting my own cocktails to make sure that I made them right in my delirious state. How am I functioning? How do I not have the Blues deep in my cold lonely soul? How do I keep my energy up, you ask? Bluegrass, baby. Bluegrass.

Play it boys!