You Know You Haven't Posted In A While When....

....the DVD of the show you're writing about comes out before you finish your story.

That's right everybody, today sees the release of the long awaited Black Crowes live DVD. It was shot way back in August of last year at the Fillmore in San Francisco. Well, I was there that night and was still writing about it late last year when I just stopped for some reason. There's even a draft of the next installment awaiting editing. It was written in December. Yeesh!

I'd like to say it was because I'm just too busy or even maybe that I'd lost interest in writing about these experiences, but that's not it. I can't put my finger on any single reason. I have been insanely busy as of the last few months with work. The demands have put a crimp on my free time somewhat and blogging these tales took a back seat to my other interests. But before you might think I am a slave to the job, please know that I have a full and rich life and probably too many hobbies or activities to concentrate on any one of them for the time I should. And I haven't lost interest at all in writing. In fact, I recently bought a laptop so as to practice my skills when away from the house. I'm also considering doing an additional blog, this one more in the traditional journal format. I don't know who might be interested in reading that, but I read blogs written by friends and find myself checking them often.

So, as I've done from time to time on this site, I ask any and all of you who check in with me for anecdotal yarns from the bar, club, theater, or even--sigh--the arena to please continue to do so when you think about it. I recently received an email from someone I've never heard from directly, but recognized the name from one of the listservs I subscribe to and he asked about the Black Crowes story and said he missed my "ramblings". Thank you Randy and I promise to start rambling soon.

Faithful Hazy readers, give me until after next week as I'll be on a much needed vacation. Some Spring Training ballgames in Phoenix with great friends and then a couple of nights to cut loose in Vegas. I'm even taking the wife to see Train at the Palms Resort. If there's a story in that one, I'll let you know. I think Train is harmless pop fun, but I may have to put myself into a alcohol induced walking coma to get though it.

Thanks as always for keeping up with my tales. Pretty easy when I'm posting like Boston puts out albums.

Tony