Someone actually paid me back in full for a loan I made in December. I guess I should feel good but maybe I celebrated too much last night.
Ben Rosenbloom is the next musical guest. I think he's got a quartet and it's kind of jazzy, kind of free jazzy. Let's see what happens. Starts at 8.
Reading Sideways by Rex Pickett and so far I've got a few favorite lines:
"'The Internet is a dark road to infinity potholed with links,' I opined. 'For a writer, it's like shitting where you eat.'"
"All around us, open fields of resplendent heather pastured daydreaming livestock chewing their cuds in the lazy mid-afternoon sun."
Why does that remind me of Fitzgerald? It probably shouldn't.
Funny how the internet is capitalized.
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