855. Breathe
When I came to, there was an oxygen mask strapped to my face. I was a little delirious and thought I was in an airplane. Then I focused a little more and it turned out I was in an ambulance. Great.
Tag Archives: carynne
778. Black Magic Woman
I got through the show that night without too much trouble, but as I might have mentioned, doing three nights in a row can really be rough on the body and the band. At least all three of these were in the same venue so it wasn’t quite as tough as having to do the […]
763. Under the Bridge
I had enough on my mind that I forgot to feel crappy about being in New Jersey. For one thing, the Byrne Arena wasn’t that different from a million other venues like it, so it was easy to forget where we were. For another, we saw a lot of the New York crowd, which seemed […]
736. More
(See bottom of post for info on a special fanworks call…) Jordan Travers dropped by the next day while Ziggy was there and hung around for about an hour. He’d freshly shorn down his hair and was looking sharp overall. We hobnobbed. Three important things were conveyed in the course of the hobnobbing. One, Jordan […]
Feb Fanworks: Tits for Tatts by Bill Heath
First of three submissions for the February Fanworks Challenge, with the theme of threesomes or moresomes. Enjoy! *** Barrett was speaking. “OK, you get tomorrow off to take care of personal stuff. Get your partying done tonight, because tomorrow night you’re going to bed early. We leave the next morning for South America.” We all […]
686. A Lil Ain’t Enough
(Note to RSS users. We dumped Feedburner because it stopped working at the end of 2015 and expect Google is about to kill the service. The correct address to point your RSS reader to is: https://daron.ceciliatan.com/?feed=rss2 Anyone who would like to get new posts via email, I’ve created a new email list here http://eepurl.com/bMQGpj to […]
684. Do It Clean
(Check out yesterday’s “future of DGC” post and discussion! I want your feedback about a bunch of things! -ctan) — We met up with Barrett and Ziggy at the WTA offices, which were on a couple of floors of a midtown high rise not terribly far from the BNC and WTA offices. Not quite Rockefeller […]
683. Too Much Pressure
(Happy New Year, everyone! If you missed the 2015 “DGC Annual Report” hop back to last Wednesday to read it. We’re up to $35.75 a week now via Patreon! Almost halfway to the first goal! Cool!! And thank you all so much for your support!! -ctan) — I never understood the expression “it never rains […]
682. Don’t Box Me In
The guys had not left town. They’d crashed at Jordan’s and Jordan was playing host, therefore we caught up with them at Limelight–Carynne included. Bart had clued her in to what we’d done and so she came down to put her head together with Jordan and me to figure out what the fuck to do […]
672. Let Love Rule
(Happy Thanksgiving, USians! Happy Thursday, everyone else! -ctan) Turns out everyone but me thought we were going to Jordan’s after The Cat Club. I caught up with the plan quickly, though. I went to say goodbye to Artie and found him talking to Barrett, who I hadn’t even realized was there. “How long you in […]