Bits of memory shrapnel. From my brain to the screen, shared.
September 2, 2006
On a whim, Mom decided to come up here and help me organize my new living situation with Jessamyn before things with school got really hectic. Result? I got to perform with her in Boston at the Middle East, and then for the next 3 days she turned our place into a fairy-infested hookah lounge. Right on! [Mitara, Mom, Me; Jessamyn flashing peace; swanky TV area; a veritable forest]