Life with Keith, or The Whimsical Banjo Man

Herein is the Chronicle of my Life. It is mostly true.

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Hey y'all! I'm a 30-something "Appalachian American" living in southern Indiana. Musician by training and right of conquest, by which I mean dissertation. Despite appearances I am in fact not a hobbit. Just so we're clear on that. Desperately and happily partnered to My Ain True Love but you can call him "Dom". We have an intensely entertaining if bloodthirsty "cat" who has a heart condition, asthma, a weight problem, a plush squid paraphilia, and the improbable name of Balthasar Anatole Romulus Potorti. I wish I was kidding. The other cat doesn't have quotes because she is adorable and angelic, but is amazingly named Erma Hestia Brigit Clytemnestra Collins. Still not kidding.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Whatever Happened to My Blog, or Sometimes I Forget to ....... Hey look! Something shiny!

I haven't blogged.
So sue me.
Really.
I don't care, since I'm narrowly avoiding a one way trip to Chapter 13-ville by selling off my precious instruments.

Well, ok, one instrument, but still. It's symbolic. And by "symbolic" I clearly mean "worth enough USD to barely keep me afloat financially." Once the deal is cut I'm talking to an investor specialist person dude at my new bank, the Credit Union. Credit Unions are totally rad, by the way. Banks suck. Just so you know.

In other news:
1. I'm living temporarily in Texass to teach for a semester. Great for my resume, no fun for a relationship which is, let's be frank, the best thing to ever happen to me.

2. My Kristy and Jim had a baby! Yay! He made rather a dramatic entrance, much to surprises all around, including him apparently.

3. My lil peep Joey went poopy on the potty for the first time yesterday. Go Joey!

4. I'm borrowing a ginormous baroque contrabassoon to do some gigs on this spring. Pics to follow will be hiLAAARious (cue Amy Sedaris).

Now the sad part:
I bade farewell to my pup Zeke Whippet. He just couldn't deal with me being gone and went completely ape-sh!t in my absence. I talked it over with the breeder and she helped me find a great home for him, a retired couple who already have Zeke's half-sister! There's been much weeping, but ultimately it was the best thing for him. Thanks for all the good times little friend, you helped keep me sane during the insanity. I'll see you on the Rainbow Bridge.


















That's all for now, my poppets. I'll try to be more consistent in remembering to ...... hey! let's go play Nintendo!

Keith

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