This September marks the second autumn that I've spent down here in Tennessee. If you can call it autumn in good conscience, seeing as how it was 101 degrees over the weekend.

Yesterday we took a little vacation from city life and drove to Machine Falls. The weather was perfect, and we had the place all to ourselves. It felt so good to get away from civilization for a few hours.

So here we are. My calendar tells me we're in the double-digits of August already, although how that happened I haven't the slightest idea. I've been wanting to update this site for a while, but somehow managed to lock myself out for the last couple weeks. Ahh technology. This (somehow) reminds me of how we've been anxiously waiting to have flying cars for many years now. I don't get the feeling that we're very close to having flying cars.

...accurately summed up our show tonight at Kimbro's by saying "Nothing bad happened."

Me and the boys at The 5 Spot in East Nashville last week...

A couple of my favorite lines:

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Today I went to the grocery store. Bacon was on sale. I put it in my cart. It did not ring up at the sale price. I asked them about it. They gave it to me for free. The...

Last night and this morning I've been thinking quite a bit about the phrase "Love your neighbor as yourself." It was first said by Jesus Christ, who was telling his fellow Israelites something along the lines of "Hey, instead of trying to remember all these rules about how you should treat other people, just remember this one rule instead: Love your neighbor as yourself."

Since we moved to Nashville, I’ve started spending more time keeping tabs on what other musicians are up to. It probably borders slightly on stalking at times, but in this golden age of tweets and blogs and all those other technological things that I don’t really understand (foursquare? Rss feeds?) we have strangely easy access to the personal lives of other artists.