23 Nov 2014 Leave a comment
Aruba, Jamaica, ooh I wanna take you to
Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama
Key Largo Montego,
baby why don’t we go
Ooh I wanna take you down to Kokomo,
we’ll get there fast
and then we’ll take it slow
That’s where we wanna go,
way down in Kokomo.
22 Nov 2014 4 Comments
Good fall treat.
17 Nov 2014 4 Comments
Due to circumstances beyond our control, Playing for Time is currently on hiatus. It’s complicated. First there was a road trip across seven states, followed by a reunion of great import along with great joy. And in the interim, much fine wine and stellar food. And since. More of the same. Frigid-ass weather has followed us on our journeys, so there has been nesting in Irish pubs with fireplaces and Guinness and pub frites and welcoming beer wenches. We are now in the Deep South, but ensconced in a liberal enclave, basking in the deliciously sarcastic company of our son. We shall return anon. And on. And on …
13 Nov 2014 2 Comments
12 Nov 2014 Leave a comment
“In Bristol, England today, which is where the graffiti artist Banksy came from. Clearly, I need to draw on some walls.” –Stephan Pastis
11 Nov 2014 Leave a comment
… and time to think up something to be thankful for. But not some tired old thing you’ve already heard a million times, and not something soppy, either, like how deeply thankful I am for world peace. Oh wait.
Every day I’m thankful for everything, so it’s hard to pick a fav. And people are all thankful for pretty much the same things, unless they don’t happen to have them. Food, shelter, health, wealth … BORING.
So today I’m just gonna say that I’m not nearly thankful enough for my friends. Also it’s cold as shiz outside. But mainly friends today. I abuse all of them by ignoring them, but they keep coming back for more. You all know who you are, I won’t embarrass you by calling you out, but thanks on a freaking cold Tuesday for everything. I mean it.