Am now collecting donations toward plane tickets and a hotel room in Galway so I can actually see Steve Earle. It is my heart’s deepest hope!

1. I hate rich middle aged people that drink wine and ruin bad ass concerts.

2. I hate the Atlanta Botanical Gardens for being a giant turd and not waiting for the rain to stop. (thought I might go back there to look at the plants…not after tonight. They can take their stupid plants and their stupid baby boomer wine drinkers and shove  ‘em)

3. I hate thunderstorms.

4. Steve Earle is a fucking rock star. You should have seen him playing while the lightening was going off everywhere. Truly, it was inspiring (for the half hour i got to see him).

5. Joan Baez swimming in a lake because it’s hot outside is not interesting.

“Townes Van Zandt is the best songwriter in the whole world and I’ll stand on Bob Dylan’s coffee table in my cowboy boots and say that.” -Steve Earle

After listening to Steve’s new album, “Townes”, I would stand on that coffee table in agreement with him and add a few names of my own; like Willie Nelson who even today when he breaks out a new song at a concert never ceases to bring me to tears and Steve Earle himself who had me at “I lost my heart to a Galway girl.”

Tomorrow night I’m seeing Steve Earle live for the first time. I wish my mom was going with me…she has turned out to be my favorite concert companion and never looks at me funny when I cry during my favorite songs.  I can’t wait! It’s out doors at the Atlanta Botanical Gardens!! Woohoo!

So this is where I do a lot of things. I just recently cleaned it off and got it back into working condition. I had taken over the living room and the couch wasn’t working out anymore. Anyway this is what my desk looks like here in Birmingham…

My pen cups with Elvis, Batman, Superman, and Jim Halpert on them, holding red pens, highlighters, color pens and black/blue pens respectively.

My constantly fighting US and Soviet Unicorns.

If you’re in the market for a great stapler or tape dispenser get one of these puppies.

This my left little shelf, It’s where Wall-E and Batgirl and Kris Kristofferson live! Oh and my autograph from Jesse, he’s the best!

Close up of Apple Jack…I share a soul with this little piece of plastic. We’ve been together forever.

My pet Butterfly…that’s pretty self explanatory.

This is the back wall cork board. It’s where I keep a couple of random quotes and a couple of things I wrote for myself. Bill Monroe is there with his mandolin. Willie! and Janice’s beads. Also one of the many really cool photos my mom took of me and my dad when I was tiny.

My left shelf is where Supergirl and a froggy my Aunt Suzi bought me live! The Polaroid is my mom and I standing in front of the home we left in North Carolina the day before we moved to L.A.

Willie! This is probably my favorite picture of my favorite singer, songwriter and guitar player.

My favorite song lyric ever and my little Buddha Buddy that helps me stay in harmony.

A sweet cowboy boot I bought at the Grand Canyon. It sits between two pictures of me with my best friends. One day I’ll have a pair of these to put my feet in but right now this one keeps my USB drives cozy.

Detail of the higher shelf with Indian Jones! a crazy panda, a photo of my grandma and her bff Norma, two photos of the desert somewhere that mom had from Aug. of 1970, i love those. My van right after my mom and I painted it pink,  Dwight and Optimus and half of Iron Man. They make a good team.

These are the only books I keep on my desk, a few references and good ‘ol Mr. Hammett.