Sandman's Journal

It's a rainy day in Beantown... What's most disturbing is the dead, black cat on the sidewalk outside the gate. It's been here for the last few days and it's eyes are taking on a moony glow. Creepy. On the upside it has been a true pleasure to spend time with Nima and Amanda. I'll miss them when I leave tomorrow. Two nights ago I played at the very excellent Zeitgeist Gallery in Cambridge. An old Olympia buddy named Jeff Stern set it up and though, underattended, it went great. I did get a little sick beforehand from indulging in some cookie-batter ice-cream, but pulled through. Tonight is the big house concert so I better remove, or at least cover, the cat and it's cloudy, bulging, phosphorescent fish-retinas. Tomorrow I head West!!!