Chillicothe

This was the view of the sunset here in Chillicothe, Ohio as we were packing up the MuseKraft booth for the night. We had a great time playing our set at Wimfest today!!! I get inspired when I see/hear us get tighter on stage. I think we've barely scratched the surface of what could be and it's great to see glimpses of it. We head off to Cincinnati tomorrow to play a house concert and then it's back to Indiana for a spell.

And now for something completely different...Chillicothe smells like fart. I'm quoting my girl when I say that. I'm not sure I would have put it quite like that, but it's not a pleasant smell. We were told by some members of the audience that it's because there's a paper mill here. Who knew making paper would smell like fart? Thank goodness it doesn't smell like that when we write on it.

And now on to something else completely different...the mind. Our brains are complex, aren't they? Well, some are more complex than others. Some are quite simple, really...but now we're getting off the subject. My mind has taken to playing tricks on me from time-to-time. It gets a silly notion started and then takes it and runs away with it. I've gotten really good at recognizing it when it's happening, but sometimes I feel powerless to stop it. For my next trick, I will attempt to squash it before it gets away. It's a learning process. I often wonder how much of it is caused by the emotional baggage I've collected in my nearly 40 years of life, how much of it is behavior I've learned from parents or siblings, and how much of it is just the unique way my mind works. I think our minds are as unique as our physical appearances, so it stands to reason each of our brains would process things differently. No wonder we often have so many issues with communication. Many times I've witnessed two people vehemently arguing a point. I watch as they are sputter out their words through pursed lips and beet-red faces, and I realized they are really saying exactly the same thing. Their methods of communication and the words they choose are so different, they can't make the connection. It's amazing when you think about it that way. We were sitting here watching footage from Teddy Kennedy's memorial service this morning. They were showing all the people...er, uh...politicians filing in and greeting each other. It reminded me of a Hollywood Premiere party or the Red Carpet event on Oscar night. There was so much hot air and bullshit in the room, it made me wonder how anyone can find their way to their seat. "Pull up your boots, boys and girls, the shit is getting deeper." I wonder how they ever get anything accomplished.

And now for yet another completely different topic...I love my life and I love the incredible woman in this room with me. I love how she loves me and I love that we are in this together. I'm one lucky woman in this great, big, complex world. On that note, my friends, I bid you goodnight. The sun has set over smells-like-fart Chillicothe and it's time I lay my weary body down.

Peace on ya.