The Children’s Museum of Indianapolis

Tuesday, March 26, 2019

My friend asked if I’d like to go on a mini-spring break jaunt to Indy and catch the museum and zoo with her son. I tend to say yes whenever possible to these things.

When we got to the Children’s Museum we realized everyone within a thousand mile radius also had the same spring break plans. It was a bit of a madhouse, dense with lots of families and lots of meltdowns in every direction.

We also quickly realized that my friend’s son would actually prefer a natural history museum, for adults. So after the dinosaur section, we ran through the Star Trek exhibit and oooh’d and ahhhh’d at the artifacts and then high-tailed it outta there.

“What’s that spaceship?” I asked Heather. “It’s a space station, not a ship. It’s Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.”

Molly happy in Indy

Monday, March 25, 2019

This is one happy dog who loves to travel to hotels.


Sunday, March 24, 2019

Gabrielle and Braydon

Watching my niece with her son is wonderful. Considerate, patient and the right amount of doting. (Says the man that has no children.)


Jeremy Pinnell at Shake It Records

Saturday, March 23, 2019

I was sad to miss R.Ring, but I was happy to catch the bulk of Jeremy Pinnell’s set at Shake It.

Jeremy is straight up honky-tonk blues and entirely solid.

Admittedly, I’m one that would okay with another Smokey and the Bandit sequel or reboot, so I clearly have some bias.

Our Endless Numbered Orchestrated Days

Friday, March 22, 2019

Our Endless Numbered Days by Iron & Wine is 15 years old.

I attempted to watch Sam Beam perform songs from this album 15 years ago in Louisville Kentucky at a small venue, but it was too hot and waaay noisy. Maybe because Orlando Bloom and Kirsten Dunst were in the audience (while filming Elizabethtown up the road.) I wrote about it with not near enough detail.

This time around was much nicer. The audience at the Taft Theatre was rapt as Sam, three backup singers and a subset of the CSO reimagined the album thanks to composer and conductor David Campbell’s score.

It was interesting to revisit this music that was playing when I was figuring out who I was.

The bonus was hearing it wonderfully performed with Sam joking between songs, providing levity to hindsight and brightening the present journey.

Cat treats

Thursday, March 21, 2019

Naw, Edie doesn’t like seeds.

But Growing Trade Pet & Plant in Northside sells these Inaba puree treats for cats and she’s BONKERS about them. Think gogurt for cats made of fish pudding. Sounds gross, yet I would fathom Every Cat in the World would rather eat these than anything else, Ever.

And while I’m there I look at the racks of seeds and wonder about the time when I’ll take root and have a garden of my own in the backyard. I’d do some research, find out what grows best and have a mix of colorful flowers and things I can use for cooking.


Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Today? A yearly physical with my family doctor. It’s nice to have a leisurely visit not fueled by ailment, but to take stock of where things stand and set some health goals.

For me? It’s all about renewed focus on quality sleep, eating earlier, fewer cocktails and finding some sort of physical activity to get me moving on the off days from the gym.

If the weather keeps up like it was this day, there will be lots of opportunity to get outside and get the heart rate elevated.

Had a stroll around Eden Park and enjoyed the sunlight.

Bonus shot—petrified tree from Arizona outside of Krohn Conservatory:]

Some Guys

Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Two hops, including a red eye, and I’m back at my desk. The handful of days by the Pacific Ocean were now, sadly, over.

Hindsight? Never go that far for so short a time. Pad such trips, generously.

Sorting through the mail on my desk and this vinyl from Jonathan Coulton arrived — a Kickstarter project of songs faithfully covered with a nice woodie in the spinner.