gonzonono

She is absolutely brilliant. I’d like to swim around in her mind a bit.

She helped me find my voice one lowly night on Folly Beach, South Carolina—the last night at the beach house, the night the Beach Chronicles came to an end.

I love the way his mind works.

So we can sprinkle pixie dust at each other, of course.

I have my reasons. :)

The most adorable rock star ever. He’s played at the club I bartend at twice since I’ve worked there. :)

Unfortately I was a bit too late for this one. I wanted to meet him at the Wood Creek Tavern and have a shot of good whiskey with him. I think he would have liked me. He’s influenced me so much in the most unexpected ways. I finally got to the Tavern about four months after his death to pay homeage and have that shot.

Who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived, or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed? -Hunter S. Thompson

I served Dean Ween in my bar! Just after he played a show with the Moistboyz. He had a Guinness and a shot of Jameson.

I met Eric Burdon at a bar in Sylva, North Carolina when I was 20! Insane times.