Birthday gal

Born into the world, there she is folks. A one of a kind. The Future.
Kristen and Jack congrats, I love you both (all!) very much.

DK

Just can't stop

Soooo .. played a show with cousin Bob's band RCMP at the Dive tonight.
They'all had a great new uni-directional mic that captured acoustic sounds just swell. Then the highlight was after the show when Bob called his W-I-F-E karen (who we LOVE) and she hung up on him.
Ouch, dude!
At least there's pillows on the couch, right?

Ramona Cash Maraglia

Yes, the child is born, February 24, 2005 to Jack Rudo and Kristen Chelsea.
Congrats cats!!
You see how the cycle of life works? We lose a legend, and hope springs anew up to take the place.
Ramona, you've got a lot going for you already. We're all rooting for ya now, baby!

Feb. 24 also happens to be the birthday of ... DK!!!
So THANK YOU RAMONA for taking over the date!
Does this mean I can pass over the day entirely and not have to celebrate my aging anymore? Why, I think so indeed.

Also, gotta get ready for this:

Onward

And forward we go, Charlie, into the great future that unfolds and spreads out in unmeasured tremors and marks on the charts only we can make.

Wandering into a great divide now, on this birthday midlife crisis hoedown, but enough of that noise.
In the morning we will make loud music and force our presence on this earth, for this time, for this place.

Here's a couple Seattle pics from our trip to the Paul Westerberg and His Only Friends show last weekend. The Showbox ROCKED! And more thanks and kisses to BethAnn for hosting us in the big Rocket City.

First, BethAnn tried to get us to check out some meth lab behind a strip club across from Pike Place but I tried to tell her.
" I get enough of that bad buzz motha-jazz in Oregon. Bring It!!!"

So we found a place over across from the Moore Theater called the Whiskey Bar, and Greg broke his rules about the hard stuff before the show.



Yeah, a ton of layers on and opening with All Shook Down material. It got much sweatier. Then I felt ancient singing along to songs I've loved for twenty years. TWENTY YEARS!!!??!



Needing fast and greasy nourishment, we hit Dick's on Capitol Hill in the early morning hours.