The Jane & Scott Show

It’s 5 a.m. and outside the huge window covering one wall of my borrowed condo, the round stoned pool glitters under street-lamp light.* The only sound is the hum of the refrigerator and the quiet, slightly buzzy strains of Joni Mitchell coming out of my computer’s inadequate speakers.

I should have a guitar. This is the time of day people write songs about. Read the rest of this entry »

The buds on the peach tree outside my window are just starting to get round, and the tulip trees were fooled by the mid February warmth into actually blooming last week. Spring is apparently coming. . .with or without the tulip tree blooms, which took a pretty major beating when February remembered itself. That’s what they get for getting their hopes up. Read the rest of this entry »

I still love Christmas, in spite of the fact that, to some extent, it’s been the season of disappointed expectations since I found out Santa wasn’t the one eating the cookies and milk my Mom put out on the table on Christmas eve. Read the rest of this entry »

(poem warning)

Here we are struggling
Fighting the slick nylon ropes
A new knot each year
Tighter and stronger with each dollar

Fighting the world
Fighting one another
Clinging to the strangling lifeline
Clinging to each other

Come with me
We’ll ride the silver water path
into the moon
On my black horse

I know a place
Where the evergreens grow
Dark and cool and endless
Where rolling mist and rolling waves kiss

I’d take you if you’d come
Speak the words and part the mist
Take the risk and leave the ropes behind

Come with me
We’ll ride the silver water path
into the moon
On my black horse

We’re on a little bit of a musical hiatus these days. Scott is recovering from a fight with the sidewalk he had while jogging. It left one of his fingers a little wonky. Good thoughts for his recovery are welcome. Scott’s fingers are important to this band.

In the meantime, we’re attempting our first stint as dog foster parents. So far it’s been pretty exciting. Our little foster is a lady Australian Shepherd who is cute as a bean. Her previous family couldn’t take care of her any more, and she has to wear a cone because she has an itchy skin problem. Right now most of her back end is bald, which we’re working on fixing with some allergy medication, more activity, babying and good food. (Wow. Lots of commas there. Sorry.) She’s very well behaved and sweet, bobbing around in her cone. She does get reeeeeally excited when it’s time to come out of the crate and play or walk or whatever, and as soon as she gets to go outside, she completely forgets about being itchy.

Other observations for week one:
1. Loves people – not entirely certain what to do with other dogs. Tried to T-off with both Buster and Maggie, and gets nervous when they play with each other.
2. Excellent soccer player, though I’m not sure I agree with her that barking at the ball facilitates her footwork.
3. Smiles all the time. Full on, scary fang style smile. Ridiculous.
4. No food aggression, though she does have to be reminded which treat is hers and which is someone else’s.
5. She loves getting pets, leaning against you and wiggling with so much delight that she topples over. Then she proceeds to wiggle around on the ground on her back for a while, with just as much enthusiasm.

If you think she sounds so cute you want to adopt her, let us know. Because she is waiting for the right people. . .

That’s the Orlean report, Day 3. More to come.

So we played at Eddie’s Attic last night. I always feel the need blog after Eddie’s open mic nights, for whatever reason. Maybe it’s because being exposed to all those shiny, talented, (so young!) hopeful performers is inspiring (also daunting)*.
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Yeah, we are.
On spotify. Go add us to your public playlist and tell everybody how awesome we are.

Then come out and hang with us at Eddie’s on Monday.

I just realized that unless you are dutiful facebook follower, you may not have gotten to see this gem of Jane and Scott Showdom. We attended Dragon*con this year and marched in the parade with Captain Planet. Scott was Commander Clash. I was Hoggish Greedly. We had a lot of fun, and some pretty fantastic photos were taken, as well as a few that were, um, just weird.

My bid to be one of the Chicks of Dragon Con

In other news, we have some stuff coming up, so check the shows page.

Guess what happens when your primary blog writer finishes school, takes a really big test and then finds herself unemployed?
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