QotD: The Best Part of Waking Up…

What's your morning beverage of choice?  Coffee, tea, juice?  Homemade or store-bought?

It
used to be Earl Grey, hot. Nowadays? Probably Amp or Pepsi One. But my water-club dues are paid, so I really ought to be tramping over to the cooler in the paper's features department and topping off this-here empty 1.5-liter plastic bottle in front of me.

I once sang a song (or should I say, it once sang me)

Lately? I've been singing. Why? Because it feels good. I don't mean in the car at the top of my lungs on the way home from work. I've gotten a lot more mileage and less grief out of covering others' works. Today I had Madonna's "Borderline" on my mind, so I sat at the kitchen table and ran through it, with a little help from my friends.

I had a couple of Prism Cafe gigs in June. On some (bash)foolishness, I didn't tell anybody about the first one. Gwen and Chad came to the second one, and Gwen took pictures of me.

Going to CampCamp! last month in Tahoe meant acoustikaraoke with Eric (who hit WordCamp up) and Brendon. Man, those cats can play and sing. It was file-sharing without a network, shuffling songs out of our temporarily unprostheticized memories and beaming them to one another's ears via vocal cords and acoustic guitars.

If you're not busy at the end of the month, come down to hear me sing at Prism Cafe. You already know some of what I listen to, so any suggestions other than silence are welcome.

QotD: Easy Like Sunday Morning

What do you usually do on Sunday?

Roll around in bed until I feel good-and-slept-in. Then comes tea (with or without breakfast), some goofin' around on the guitar and some readage. Then A. comes back from work and we do dinner and a movie or a bookstore hangout.

QotD: Hello, Cleveland!

If you had a band, what would you call yourselves?
Question submitted by Zoot.

I toyed around with "Empress Moon" at one point. I blame tarot cards.