One hour from Utica

Spent the day on the train, from NYC up along the Hudson, past Albany and deep into Central New York. Watched the sky go from piercing electric blue as we sped out of Manhattan to dismal gray outside of Albany. By the time we pulled into the Syracuse station, it was raining and frigid.

All is well though. A few glasses of wine, some awesome horseradish dip and my fam around (for the next 24 hours at least).

A prelude to the insanity that will kick off exactly a week from now:


Next weekend I'll be selling in Seattle, while Ang holds down operations on the East Coast -- four shows in Brooklyn over the course of next weekend. Yeek!