Indiana, where it is cold (27,600 miles)
Happy Sunday to you all,
It is very cold here. How is it there?
I left Texas on Thursday morning. It was a sunny autumn day, brisk but not too-brisk. By the time I got to Little Rock, Arkansas and got out of the car to get gas, I needed my coat and gloves. By the time I stopped in Illinois, I wouldn't have felt overdressed with my hat and scarf. Brrr. I'm not sure what possessed me to plan a midwestern/east coast tour in the fall/winter months, but I'm sure whatever it was that possessed me will not keep me warm as I shiver from city to city. Blasted possession.
I'm probably exaggerating. It's actually beautiful here. I'm staying with my friend Heather for the next two weeks in Whiteland, IN, a suburb of Indianapolis. Heather's house will be my hub as I play shows in IN, IL, and OH. Her giant, adorable German Shephard, Kohl, would be more than happy to be my canine blanket if I am ever that cold, so rest assured I won't freeze to death.
I drove almost 1,000 miles in one day to get here (and then drove 400 miles the next day to Evansville and back). I am not sure if that's an accomplishment to be proud of or not, but I am, especially since I wasn't drowsy, not even once. It's just a shame that 90% of the drive was in the rain, because I really wanted to see the leaves changing. But it turns out that is in full swing here in Indiana, so I needn't have worried.
I had a show on Friday in Evansville, IN, with the lovely and super-talented Shelley Miller from Chicago. We are playing at least 2 more shows together, which I am really looking forward to. We played at the Penny Lane Coffeehouse, run by the fabulously friendly Heidi and Paul Krause. If you are ever in Evansville, go there and get a chocolate chip cookie (dipped in chocolate, I might add). They have a great place and kind hearts to boot.
Next show: Louisville, KY with Heidi Howe, Oct 19th. Please tell the folks in Kentucky I'm on my way (and I expect it to be warmer there, darn it).
a presto,
vanessa
1 Comments:
all the talk of cold and coats reminded me of little Randy from the bb gun christmas story where his is bundled to the eyeballs and is looks like a water balloon about to burst. seen any snow yet? tell heather hello for me.
love,
j
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