killed by christmas

This weekend, my partner's kin helped him pick out and decorate a tree for our living room. Last night, I sat down in the chair next to it, and proceeded to have a respiratory attack like I've not had before. I felt my throat closing up, and I started hacking, and thought "well this would be an ironic way to go". It seems I'm allergic to this particular tree, but I've never had this kind of reaction to a christmas tree before. Bummer. Even though I'm totally ambivalent about the holiday itself, I've always liked the tree. If only Festivus used a tree instead of an aluminum pole.

i survived

the weekend. There were no survival skills required, really, since it was a good weekend all around, with various family members and in-laws staying with us. Nice turkey day dinner, and a few laid back days after. I saw the psychodots yet again on Saturday night and they rocked as usual. They've got a new disk out, "Terminal Blvd.", and it's a damn fine collection of tunes.

Spent Sunday afternoon with the guitar. Not writing or anything, just playing. My fingers are sore today. Gotta build up those calluses.

i dream of words

I had a dream last night where I was talking with some anonymous person about The Nancys' lyrics. She asked me what they meant, and I said you'd have to ask Jon. I said "he's got this strange and beautiful way of putting words together, and I don't always know what they mean at first, but they're cool, so I don't worry about it."

i dream of guitars

I had a dream last night that I was playing this sweeeet classical guitar. It makes me want to go out and buy one.

frozen nuts

Yesterday was Chicago's first taste of winter, as the temp plunged and the wind kicked into high gear. Can't say I was ready for it. I went out with the dogs for a little walk around 11 dressed only in my little fall jacket and pretty much froze my nuts. I had been debating about wearing a heavy jacket and a hat, but decided on the lighter jacket and no hat (because, like, uh, my hair was perfect). Needless to say, I changed into the real winter wear before i headed downtown in the afternoon. The wind was worse downtown, ripping along at a hefty clip, and nearly knocked me over at one point. What does this all have to do with The Nancys? Absolutely nothing. Except that Jon was probably a bit chilly, too.

better

It's a new day, and I'm feeling a little better than yesterday. I'm taking it easy this morning though, since I have meetings to go to downtown this afternoon. Just hanging at the house with the puppies, keeping up with the emails and calls, hoping some of them turn into some business.

gross

Feeling like ca-ca today. Started the day at the studio, got tons of stuff done because I've become, like, Mr. Productive (the meds help). Then I started to feel squiffy around noon. Was planning on doing a bunch of errands this afternoon, but after my first stop, I decided to just come home. Now, I feel like getting more stuff done, but can't really motivate myself. My guitar is taunting me from it's perch on the wall. -play me--play me--PLAY ME- All I can really bring myself to do though is be a lump. Lumpy lump lump.

bored

So, as you can see from the frequency of my recent posts, I've gotten bored with blogging, so I had to take a little break. Fear not! The Nancys are still plugging along in our own inimitable way. I've just posted a page on MySpace.com , and will upload some other pix and music there. That will happen later today. If you're on myspace, add us to your list of friends!

Jon and I will soon hunker down to write the next batch of material. We've both got stuff floating around in our respective heads. I think we've abandoned putting a live act together for the time being, though we may do some more acoustic shows. We shot some new press pix last weekend and I'll post one or two on both the myspace site and thenancys.com.