Unless it has strings and tuning pets and a sound whole where the air bladder was. Tuesday, August 5, 2008. After all, most basses have four stings instead of the guitars six, and are mostly played one note at a time instead of strummed while several fingers hold strings to form chords.

Life in the cookie jar! Sunday, January 2, 2011. Last day of Christmas break. Today is the last day of Christmas break. Tomorrow we return to normal. This makes me a tad melancholy. I rather enjoy the company of my family and the boys being home fills the home with laughter. We planned for a quiet day at home, no friends, no real plans, just hanging out. Creativity abounds, sprinkles fly! Dad suggested we eat out for dinner so we headed to our favorite Mexican restaurant. Saturday, January 1, 2011.

Sunday, December 30, 2012. Fear is a useless option. This is a short piece of writing describing my return to meditation following my diagnosis of cancer in August 2011. It was written about a week ago between my seventh and eighth round of chemotherapy, as chemo brain really started to kick in. I feel the panicking as my breath parts company in the tunnels of my body. It is at once as subtle as the hour passing, but with no chance ever to return. As the heartstrings of my love.

Sunday, January 20, 2013. but before the fabulous Cuba Photo tour with John Barclay.

A blog about stuff I find funny, infuriating and things that make me go hmmmmm. Monday, March 5, 2012. Of Cake and Frosting Mix. One day while at University of Maryland, my sister shared a cake baked by my mom, with her friends.