i am typing this somewhere over colorado en route to los angeles. btv is a jetsetting label, as is demonstrated by the new splash page. my mom thought the holiday splash page was up too long, so i took it down. hi mom. she’s so high tech. randall is now our cover model. he’s in oslo on norwegian national day last year, sporting the proper colors, the shirt not the flag. sorry norway. speaking of norway, emil is coming to visit very soon, we’re all long overdue.
LA is some kind of triangulation point for many friends. matt doty is there rokking with elkland, recording an album with them as he takes a brief break from saxxon shore duties. matthew is driving from mississippi and i hope to screen his short film, foster, based on a david drury short story from Little Engines #2 and including a denison witmer song on the soundtrack (thanks for asking, our evil lawyers will be suing your independence into poverty shortly). jess is meeting me at the airport. andy is already out there. plans are underway for meeting. i’m off to yosemite for a couple of days, going from cold to warm back to cold. i’ll probably get sick, but it will be a good sick.
the unicorns were excellent live. sunday, there was a wild super bowl party in my living room. we feasted on strange asian goodies justin and sanna brought me, some weird gummy candies and these kind of sweet mini crab things. someone brought out the snakewine and matthew was cracking open the grappa like he was italian or something.
i’m anxious to get some of my favorite southern california milkshakes. large please. i’m not telling where they can be had just yet, but i’ll be making many trips to the drive thru. it will be my secret for now.
:::scott:::