Slowly saying goodbyes to Bellingham, one acquaintance at a time. Last night, the air warmed by a couple of degrees - or maybe people are just getting used to the cold, finding their scarves and their gloves, going out by night to wander around and populating the streets again. Turn one corner, see old friends back in town for a visit; take the road less traveled through the Co-Op and find traveling friends who haven't been around for a year.
Basically down and out right now. The plan was to come back to town and make some money this season; instead, I got back and all my gigs dried up simultaneously. Shit. I've been living rent-free for a month and will be doing so for another two weeks. This means work trading at the Lookout Arts Center and crashing Mom and Dad's guestroom. Not glamorous, but it's what I can afford. There's two gigs this weekend, one on NYE in San Francisco; and then I'll live in a place where there's more than a single lousy pitch to play on the street. The trick is raising moving expenses... thinking about selling things. Going to clean a car right now in hopes that someone'll buy the thing ($1200; 1998 Ford Escort ZX2; 105K; new tires); otherwise, big question marks. If I can show up in the Bay with $400, I'll be fine... of course, WWU just shut down its job board for non-students, so there goes any hope of finding reliable short-term work.
I'll be spending two months in the Bay. As of March, I'll trek across the country to Asheville, NC to join a tour with the
Runaway Circus, followed by a trek northeast into DC, Philly (where
Archedream lives), New York and Boston, and a couple of circus schools in Brattleboro, VT and Montreal. This puts me near Toronto for a big festival in May, and gives me two weeks to get back to the PNW for Folklife at the end of May. So if I don't see you, I'll see you around June!