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This summer are the many anniversaries of when we founded Phoenix Swords.
(When we quit the old troupe, when I registered Phoenix Swords, our first
job under the Phoenix name and finally when we actually announced ourselves
to the world. I go by the registration date myself.)

I’ve only been on line with my journal since 2007, but I’ve kept a journal
since 1994. (As a document in at least three different word processing
programs on several different computers.)
So, I’ve been going back and looking at what was going on 10 years ago that
led my wife and I to quit the old troupe we were in and start our own.

I certainly remember the big events. The final trigger and such.
But, I had forgotten some of what 10 years ago I referred to as the “pissy
little shit” that was going on.

I had forgotten that someone blamed us for not getting a singing job
because we had a link to them on our website.
I had forgotten that someone said we were out to get them when they were
asked “do you have a delivery date for those things you said you were going
to order?”
I had forgotten people showing up for practice hung over, when they showed
up at all.
I had forgotten people telling us they didn’t have time to get a phone line
for the troupe, then having them show the new phone they got for themselves.

I tend to remember the 28 year old fooling around with the 16 year old and
hitting on two more that age.
I tend to remember the person attacking some kids riding their ATVs around
with a sword.

I’m reasonably sure I would have left over the big things even if the pile
of little things hadn’t been there.
I had just forgotten just how ready I was to go.
And, 10 years later, no regrets over that.