Lots to choose from, but – last night was so awesome, how can I NOT write about it?

Starters: late afternoon/early eve session with Deepesh Faucheux. Walked out of his tree house office, “I am the center of my center” emanating from my epicenter, belly-laughing my way to the car.

Next up: back home. Sweet snuggles with my daughter. Clever tricksy play and board games with my son.

Off to: Boulder’s b-sides Lounge. Stuart Davis ROCKED, sang his heart out, and back in again. Windmills & Wheatfields (explicit! but pity ye, who doth not listen) will never be the same, after he preluded it with a shout-out to, um, me, and a purely hypothetical past-life ponysuitin’ fling.

Then: DJ Rekluse ripped it up, as did my dancing diva of a wife, and a big flock of friends, flying high across the dance floor. Sore throat and body aches kept me sidelined, but I was the witness of great, great beauty.

And: a personal sing-to from Becca, sweet, soulful. Shared stories of surrendering to our mortality, before the final end-moment arrives.

Plus: innocent three-way conversation in the b-sides pantry, spanning L.A. politics, mid-western accents, cultural annihilation, aliens, and crow omens.

Topped off by: Laughing in the back alley with wife and friends in 5 degrees farenheit, all of us parents of two kids (and therefore, up way past our bedtimes), liberated for the evening, accompanied by teeth chattering and unreasonable smiles.

(Different mini-sketch created for each day/post. Click for larger view.)

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