I got a couple of CD's from Andrew who is a friend of mine I met while working in Austin, TX. I trust his musical judgement more than anyone else's. We usually send each other a couple of sets of CD's a year and continue the musical sharing that we started in Austin.

It is one of the few things I continue to carry with me from that town. I think I would have liked Austin better if I were there now, at this age, in this time, with this state of mind. Then again maybe not.

I can look at each place I've lived in and take away good and bad. I keep at least one friend from each town I've lived in. Stockton, Knoxville, Savannah, Austin, and Charleston. I will probably keep one from Las Vegas as well, if history has any say.

It's not that I'm trying to keep a friend from each town. It just sort of happens.

For as many friends as I keep from each town I haven't yet found my "tribe." I have members of it scattered around but not one that was strong enough to keep me around.

The last place I lived was Charleston. The tribe there consisted of a bar, soccer, and the beach. One of those things was likely to have something in common with someone.

Vegas is tough. I think I may have found a relatively cool bar but I have only been there once. I hung out at this huge soccer park yesterday just to sit outside in the sun but it was a far cry from Waterfront Park in Charleston. There also wasn't a whole lot people other than kids hanging out.

I still look for a tribe but I am having trouble finding one. This town is so transient and predatory that it is tough for people to kind of let go.