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It’s Saturday night. Max Power and I spent some time getting good work done. Sadly, it wasn’t on Book of Blues, but so it goes. At the end, we started watching some baseball and saw Minnesota Twins highlights. Not that I care that much about the Twins so much as… Max Power & I love [...]

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It’s Sunday night in Ft. Myers, Margaritaville. The heater is on and I’ve closed the doors to the porches. I can’t complain because it’s still 45 degrees warmer than The Region. Stay warm, y’all! I’ll be back in the mess soon enough. Today is an anniversary of sorts, and for it, I going to work [...]

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Since my 99 week pilgrimage started, I’ve had many people ask what my next steps are going to be. I’ve even gotten a couple projects from these conversations. I am grateful for the questions and appreciative of the concern, but I can’t say for certain, yet, as to where I’m going. Sleepless nights, numerous conversations, [...]

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(Blues Forefather Son House in his classic rendition of “John the Revelator”) I finished writing chapter 2 of the Book of Blues Prequel. Because I took the name of the original Book of Blues and gave it to the prequel, it does feel like I’m writing the Blues Book all over again.

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A friday night in Duneland. The place: Valparaiso, IN. Much like how the card game Euchre grasped our area forefathers’ attention, “Bags” has Pied Pipered the state of Indiana. Also known as “Cornhole” or “Bean Bags,” Bags has worked its way from the college towns into the fabric of every mill town, state road intersection [...]

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