Happy Earth Day!

Last night was entertaining. Free Michael Franti show at the Gallivan Center. One thing I'm crazy about in my city is the abundance of FREE MUSIC once the sun comes out to play. Everyone seems to come out of the winter woodwork, and seeing so many familiar warm faces makes my heart soar! Ran into some of my favorite festival friends. My cute brother was with me. It was just a generally good feeling day. No surprise there though, I suppose.

Michael always puts on an entertaining show. I have a ton of respect for him, he is so kind to SLC and it's patrons. I've seen him play a number of times (more than I want to even try to count) for free. Free music is the best music. That's not saying that musicians shouldn't be paid, however. I love my city and I love my people. I am infinitely blessed.

Went to Johnny's on 2nd afterwards. That place is really beginning to grow on me. I really like their outdoor front patio. Interaction with the city and the street while still mingling properly in mild-temperate weather. Plus cute Stu came, that always makes my night. I like him.

Even Khaiei came out last night. It was a treat. I never see him at Twi, or anywhere really, anymore. We really had a ball. My brother, as usual, was in his prime wasted form. He tried to rap battle Stu and Khaiei. While I know he's very entertaining, I'm clouded with guilt when I say it's embarrassing. Stepping into the babysitter role is something I feel like I'm required to do all too often. It shouldn't feel like work to look after loved ones, but sometimes it does. I want my brother to feel that he's welcome in my circle. Especially with his recent struggles with drinking excessively, thoughts of suicide and depression. It sucks that we butt heads and I begin to sound like my mother by the end of the night. I don't mean in the good way, either. (Love you Ma.) I hate to be party to him being so hard on himself, but it's nearly impossible for me to stay silent when he's making such an utter ass out of himself. Walking into the ladies restroom, starting stupid (mock) arguments with strangers. It's funny for everyone to watch, but they aren't laughing with him, if you catch my drift.

Had to walk him back to Mason's and place him on the couch. I was slightly bitter about this. I wanted more of those Stewie kisses, Wee!

Back to work and to ponder these thoughts.

Jah Bless.