Category Archives: Diary

If Napoleon had had a cell phone Napoleon’s at the front, with his soldiers, planning military maneuvers, when he hears a tinny sound, a chirpy rendition of “La Marseillaise,” the French national anthem. It’s the ringtone on his cell. Napoleon: … Continue reading →

While I was in Sitka, Alaska, I stopped in a store called Stereo North. They had the coolest logo. Swoopy letters. Very ’70s. I hoped they might have a T-shirt with the logo, but they didn’t. The store owner said … Continue reading →

The past four weeks have been a whirlwind. In early May, I was in the studio withDavid Mead working on his new album. Brad Jones produced. Tyson Rogers played piano. Chris Carmichaeldid strings. Jim Hoke played woodwinds. And David played … Continue reading →

I’ve always thought it would be fun to be a “cowgirl” and when I was younger my family lived for a couple ofyears on a dairy farm in Texas. We helped milk thecows and feed them in the morning and … Continue reading →

“Did anybody ever tell you that you look like . . .?” This is a line that people often use when they’re struck by some physical resemblance between an ordinary person and a famous person. I’ve only used it a … Continue reading →