NerkyGrrl

Are we ready for my solo?

Been having trouble sleeping so I went to the baby vet today. DIAGNOSIS: DOUBLE EAR INFECTION and CONJUNCTIVITIS

I’ve really been getting on Dad’s case lately. I wonder if I should tell him about this piece that just broke off of it.

We’re waiting for the New Year with a couple of friends. I’m sitting next to these other two babies. They’re listening to the music too, but to them it sounds like, ‘whoom bwom wom’.

Chip, Margaret, and Siren the morning after the concert. Man. Am I the only one who partied?

Here’s Linford and Karin from Over the Rhine. I went to their holiday concert last year, but had to listen to it through Mom. (It sounded like, “bwoom whom wom”.)

While she was here visiting, Rachel sang to me. She actually wrote the song for her nephew, but that’s ok—I can share.

They had an organ grinder at Oktoberfest down in Germantown. I wonder how long you have to train for that monkey’s job.

And it’s totally true, right? I heard it in a song.