Well I’m off to Nashville. I have to admitt I’m loathe to leave my little ones this trip. Because the travel is longer I’m gone just one extra day, but it seems like a whole lot more. Still, if I have as much fun in Nashvegas as I did in San Diego the time will speed away.

Jen Lemen and I are up to our usual nefarious plans. In a light-hearted effort to stimulate some much needed conversaion, we’re setting up a little shop in our hotel room where we’ll be pressing a series of custom made t-shirts with witty little slogans. Curious? Ring us up at the Reinissance, call our cell, or grab us in the halls. Bring an extra $15 in case you decided to get in on our limited edition perfect fit tees.

And another little bit of advertising… I’m leading two workshops on Friday afternoon. I think they start at 1:30 and 3:30. “Neomonasticism” and “We Speak Art,” respectively. I’ll also be providing on some artistic options at the harp 46 gigs, stopping by Jim Henderson’s critical’s concern course Tuesday, and sharing briefly at Dr. Grenz’s memorial on Thursday night. So may our paths cross, and may our hearts expand.

Okay, off to cuddle with my honey before I have to leave him all on his onesome.