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Some folks get a runners high. Endorphins that keep you going long past when your body would normally run out of steam. A feeling that becomes self-sustaining, as long as you keep it up, but ends as soon as you stop. That happens to me when dancing some times. Square dancing or contra dancing mostly, one a square is set, there is no reason to stop until the music does, and then the stop is only a grudging acknowledgment that perhaps you should drink some water before you set the next square, quickly so you don't run out of endorphins.

That also happens to me on a good night when performing. Tonight was a very, very good night. Rogues & Wenches have had a lot of good nights recently. The last three performances have kicked ass, and tonight, there is no reason for modesty. We rocked the joint. Our last song was an hour and a half ago, and I am still working through the endorphins in hopes that I will be able to sleep tonight.

I don't want to. Tonight is what cast parties are made for.


The most alluring thing about festivals, the thing that makes them a marathon for the body and a tonic for the soul is how often they have a glimpse of what we had tonight, and how often that leads to long nights in someone's trailer or living-room passing around a bottle, telling stories, and sharing music. It's a lifestyle that is fun, invigorating, and intoxicating regardless of the substances consumed, and would be a perfect lifestyle if not for the morning after.

Waking up in a strange place, not recognizing the surroundings, and having to concentrate to remember what state you are in is an incredibly lonely feeling. Meeting people, building a relationship with them such that it feels you have known them for years, and then leaving them for years at a time until the next time you are booked in the same town is a great way to learn new stories, but not a stable way to combat mild depression that comes with a sense of dis-attachment; a lack of Home. Anyone who truly talks about the "Romance of the Road" has most likely not spent any time in the back of a Greyhound fending of the advances of a drunk woman while wondering if you would ever see the friends you have just made again. The great thing is that that is no longer my life.

My group has just had a kick ass performance. I have all the endorphins flowing, and while it is true that I am not spending the evening hearing tales from people who have not heard any of my stories, it is also true that I will sleep in my own bed tonight, in my wife's arms.

Those of you who on this list who have known me the longest know that my longest standing drams have involved folk music, and being a folk musician. I am now part of a group of musicians who is published, who has a CD out (if you have not gotten yours, iTunes it, or check out my user profile), and who is becoming a darling of the (not traditional) local folk scene. I get to be a part of this, and I get to do it from home.

I am a very lucky man.

Jefferson Lives!
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WHEN in the Course of human Events, it becomes necessary for one People to dissolve the Political Bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the Powers of the Earth, the separate and equal Station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent Respect to the Opinions of Mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the Separation.

WE hold these Truths to be self-evident, that all Men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness -- That to secure these Rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just Powers from the Consent of the Governed, that whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these Ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its Foundation on such Principles, and organizing its Powers in such Form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient Causes; and accordingly all Experience hath shewn, that Mankind are more disposed to suffer, while Evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the Forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long Train of Abuses and Usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object, evinces a Design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their Right, it is their Duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future Security. Such has been the patient Sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the Necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The History of the present King of Great- Britain is a History of repeated Injuries and Usurpations, all having in direct Object the Establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid World.

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IN every stage of these Oppressions we have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble Terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated Injury. A Prince, whose Character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the Ruler of a free People.

NOR have we been wanting in Attentions to our British Brethren. We have warned them from Time to Time of Attempts by their Legislature to extend an unwarrantable Jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the Circumstances of our Emigration and Settlement here. We have appealed to their native Justice and Magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the Ties of our common Kindred to disavow these Usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our Connections and Correspondence. They too have been deaf to the Voice of Justice and of Consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the Necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of Mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace, Friends.

WE, therefore, the Representatives of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, in GENERAL CONGRESS, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the World for the Rectitude of our Intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly Publish and Declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be, FREE AND INDEPENDENT STATES; that they are absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political Connection between them and the State of Great-Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as FREE AND INDEPENDENT STATES, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which INDEPENDENT STATES may of right do. And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm Reliance on the Protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

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Corporations are legally people. Let’s take this one step further, and create a corporate jail. Kill off 27 people by deciding the cost benefit analysis favor not repairing a known fuel line problem in your cars (ala the Ford Pinto)? That’s 27 cases of negligent homicide. 3 years times 27 cases, for the next 81 years, all of the assets of the cooperation are held in trust by a “prison.” Profits from the cooperation are not distributed to shareholders, as the corporate “person” is in prison. It would only take one high profile case before shareholders demanded better accountability from their board of directors.

Destroy a herring fishery for 18 years? Yeah, that will cost you more than 10 days profit.

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I am trying to create a form for Alaska Theatre of Youth, which I have successfully done in the past. I am having a problem where in the .php second page shows up on all browsers as blank. As in, when I look at the page in view source, there is nothing there.

I have looked at the page via FTP, and I certainly have something, which makes me think that there is something in the php code that is effectively nullifying EVERYTHING on the page. Does anyone know what could do this?

I've got to crow.
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If you do a search for "Rogues and Wenches" in iTunes, you will find my group.

That is all.

Happy Labor Day!
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Hip hip hooray, the eight hour day, potato chips and beer!
Go all the way, the four hour day, the four day week is near!
Hell the boss don't care, he gets his share, and a mighty big share I hear,
But who can scoff at another day off and potato chips and beer?

That is the first stanza of a Utah Phillips poem I used to have (like 20 years ago) on a cassette release of his album "the Old Guy. I would love if someone could fill in the second stanza that ends with

"Until they obey our ways, we'll just take us a no day week!"

It's snowing.
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What do we want?

GLOBAL WARMING!!!

When do we want it?

YESTERDAY!

Rogues & Wenches debut album, Sprits!
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I'm living a dream. My group has released it's debut album, and I am proud to offer it for sale (Yeah, I would love to give it to many of you, but with the cost of releasing it, my PARENTS bought theirs). Below you can find a link to buy a CD, which we will ship to you (yes, we ship to Australia), or you can find a digital download, complete with samples you can listen to before you buy it. I'm betting that most of you will enjoy it. Some of the samples you can download are moderately not safe for work.





GO HERE to listen to song samples or download the album

I really am proud of this album. Please, check it out, if you don't have time now, the links are now in my user profile.

Be well.

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The i-Pod has just gotten around to Sally Roger’s “Where the Coho Flash Silver.” When I was much younger, I had a record player, and the rule was that at bedtime, I could either listen to half hour of radio, or I could listen to one side of an LP.

“Circle of the Sun,” side B was one of my favorites. It starts with “Where the Coho Flash Silver.” Sally was one of the first performers that made me want to become a folk singer. Having her come up on random reiterates the first statement of my last post.

It’s a beautiful day to be glad in.

I have been a terrible correspondent, I apologies. I have been living a dream I only partly knew I had. Married life is suiting me well, and my musical group, Rogues and Wenches, will be releasing our first CD within the next few months. My performance skills have been improving steadily over the past few years. This last year at Minot being a troll was, without question, my best year yet as a performer. I am looking forward to saying the same this spring at the Renaissance fair.

Shannon is a truly encouraging and inspiring partner. She is freeing me to be me, and the possibilities that that provides seem to have no end. I don’t know where I will be in 10 years, but I am pretty sure that the next 18 months will see me recording my first solo album, a dream I have had since I sat in bed listening to Sally Rogers sing “Where the Coho Flash Silver.

(Vasco, Cat Empire just popped up)

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It's a beautiful day to be glad in.

I am sitting in my living room, with the ipod on random. Colcannon (the Australian version) is currently talking about the Eureka Stockade, where my countrymen, having moved to Australia to try and use their skills from the California gold rush in the next rush down the pike helped the Australians develop their brand of Democracy, and in exchange, they taught us the joys of a secret ballot. Democracy is on the mind as we are headed into the most open US Presidential campaign in at least my lifetime. Probably the most open since the ‘20s.

It was not supposed to be this open. The Democratic Party’s First Family™ posted their candidate, and Hillary has an amazing team of the best gamers in American politics. Despite the fact that there are no Presidents or Vice-Presidents campaigning (despite Obama’s comment about not being sure which Clinton he is running against), and she was supposed to sweep in and be the heir apparent. The problem is, for some reason, it did not work. Needless to say, I am delighted.

The campaign is still way too long, and there will be a front runner declared all too soon, but at the Democratic debates today, the Democrats seemed to be working under the assumption that John McCain would be the Republican nominee.

What the hell? The Pariah of the Republican party's First Family™ is again a potential candidate in the wide open Republican race? Either this will happen, or South Carolina breaks it’s streak of predicating the Republican nominee. I’m actually good with either happening at this point.

Whatever happens on the Democratic ticket, if McCain is the Republican candidate, there will be a Senator vs. Senator race, which means the “(S)he voted for ___ before (s)he voted ads could become truly wickedly messed up.

I am more disinterested in this race than I have been in any political race for a long time, yet I am also more engaged. This has the potential to really and truly screw with the King making punditry of modern America.

Then again, I have said that before, and I have been disappointed before.

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