Roman Edirisinghe

My friend Lynn in Portugal just informed me that Tyler passed away in an automobile accident last Thursday. I only met him a handful of times, but he was a sweet, gentle soul. Tyler, may you find bliss on the other side, and may those who survived you remember the following:
1. you are still with us in spirit
2. here today, gone tomorrow, so live & love RIGHT NOW!

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“We’ve known about that for 4 hours.” – Anonymous

Me: “Chicks suck.”
Kristin Urban: “Dudes suck.”
Me: “They’re a total waste of my time. And my energy.”
KU: “Great, so now what are you gonna do, go for dudes? They’re worse.”

Laughter ensues.

“I want meat & dairy. I’m sick of veggies & carbs.” – Nick Symes

I leave Milwaukee at 6 am, which means I will get excellent sleep tonight. Especially considering I’m still awake at 12:30 am…

I hope to post some pix from the Pacific Northwest on my Flickr gallery. Either check the link on the right or visit the Flickr site. Hopefully I will be able to access the internet at some point this weekend…

OK. Here’s the line-up for the Bar Mitzvah performance:
Roman Edirisinghe – electric guitar, vocals
Jeff Green – acoustic guitar, guzheng (zither), vocals
Matan Green – bass guitar
Sam Green – bass guitar
Julio Pabon – congas, cajon, mbira, vocals

Bar Mitzvah Show – April 2, 2005 (MP3, 29.3 MB)

Wavescape – April 3, 2005 – Atwater Beach, Shorewood, WI (MP3, 5.63 MB)

Also, check out the pix I took down at the lake. Should we consider doing something about this sewage problem?

The weekend can be summed up with the following anecdote:

I was at Matan’s Bar Mitzvah, and when it was time to “shower him with sweet things,” I flung my piece of candy as hard as I could, aiming for the front of the room where Matan was. As noble as my intentions were, my body had apparently forgotten how to throw. The piece of candy fell far short of my expectations, instead colliding with the head of an unsuspecting woman. Furthermore, she barely flinched, demonstrating that my throw was especially weak. Lady, whoever you are, I’m really sorry I pegged the back of your noggin with my worse-than-a-girl throw.

Spring is here…
Or is it?
My spirit beckons…
Or does it?

-Laura Jean Vandulm & Roman Edirisinghe

“What did you call your umbrella? Your ‘bromba?'” – Nicole Sparks (Nicola Sparkplug)